Chapter 3 The Reversal

Saul became angry when he heard Brent's words over the phone.

As the president of Nouis branch of Hlas Bank, he was always responsible for handling very large sums of money, and the Torres family, one of the four most powerful families in the city was right behind him.

Even the mayor of the city had to show some respect to him.

So how could a random guy dare to mock and insult him?

"Who the hell are you? And how dare you insult Mr. Larson?" Saul's roar was so loud that it almost shook the hospital hallway.

"You idiot!

Mathews is nothing but a loser!

He can't even afford his mother's medical bills! Who the hell does he think he is?

Eat some fucking shit, you dumbass!"

Brent said, laughing hysterically.

Saul was so furious that he roared in a shaky voice, "How dare you say such a thing?

What the hell is your name? Not a single person in Nouis would dare to insult me like this!

You wait, I am coming to you in five minutes!"

"Sure thing, loser! I'll be at the Nouis Infirmary!"

Brent sneered, not taking Saul seriously. After all, Mathews was so poor that he could not even pay his mother's medical bills. How could someone like him really know a bank president?

Thinking that he had exposed Mathews' stupid trick, Brent sneered, "You poor loser. How dare you lie to me?

I'll give you five minutes. Show me what you have up your sleeve!"

Mathews sighed and shook his head. "You'll soon get on your knees and beg me for mercy!"

"Idiot, stop pretending!

We'll see what happens in five minutes, won't we?

If you don't kneel before me and apologize, then...

I will throw your mom out of the hospital!"

Brent sneered again, looking at his watch and counting down the time.

Five minutes passed quickly, and Brent lost his patience.

But then, all of a sudden, there was a loud noise outside the hospital.

Looking out of the window, Brent saw a cash truck parked outside, and the door was open.

A middle-aged man in a suit rushed into the hospital, accompanied by eight strong armed security guards.

But because he was so far away, Brent could not see his face clearly.

However, he was so shocked by the scene that he turned to Mathews in horror.

They were really people from the bank!

So...

Did Mathews really just talk to the president of the Hlas Bank just now?

Brent's back was wet from the cold sweat, and he had a bad feeling.

However, he still tried to comfort himself.

It was impossible for it to be true.

After all, Mathews was just a loser!

How could he know someone like Saul Torres?

Thinking of that, Brent guessed that it must just be a coincidence. And just when he was about to convince himself, he heard loud footsteps in the stairs.

It was like an entire army marching toward him.

And he felt as though they were stomping on his heart.

Soon, Saul and the ferocious-looking guards appeared.