The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 230: 230 Do You Have That Skill?_1

Chapter 230: Chapter 230 Do You Have That Skill?_1

In the general manager’s office, Jay Brent was sitting on the sofa, talking to Cindy Harrison about his “masterpiece.”

When Cindy Harrison learned that Greg Jensen had been scammed out of two million, she immediately laughed so hard her whole body shook, which nearly sent Jay Brent up in smoke.

He had helped Cindy Harrison deal with Greg Jensen, sneaking a little advantage for himself. Ethan Locke wouldn’t know about it, right?

And seeing Cindy Harrison’s flirty demeanor, she probably wouldn’t care about such things.

As the two of them drew closer and closer, Jay Brent’s breathing grew more rapid, his heart tinged with growing anticipation.

He had seen beautiful women before, slim, voluptuous, flirtatious, seductive ones, but he had never seen someone like Cindy Harrison, who combined all these qualities into a perfect whole.

No wonder even Ethan Locke couldn’t escape her grasp. Who could withstand such a top-notch woman?

Today, I’m going to enjoy the treatment reserved for young master Locke!

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and a line of people walked in.

Jay Brent was furious. Without even seeing who it was, he cursed, “Damn it, didn’t I say no one’s allowed to disturb me?”

The next second, when he saw who it was, he was immediately dumbfounded.

“Greg Jensen, Wallace Carter? What are you two doing here together?”

Greg Jensen sneered and took a seat opposite them, taunting, “What’s the matter, don’t like me interrupting your fun? It’s fine, carry on, I’ve already seen everything I need to see.”

Cindy Harrison’s face changed drastically, and she angrily said, “You… you’re shameless!”

Jay Brent’s face also turned ugly as he coldly looked at Greg Jensen and said, “Kid, you dare to be so brazen in my place, do you really not fear death?”

Greg Jensen was already seething with anger. Hearing Jay’s words, he directly retorted, “I’d love to die. Do you actually have the guts?”

Jay Brent saw the cold look in Greg Jensen’s eyes and immediately visualized the scene of himself being beaten without a chance to fight back.

His face grew even uglier, wanting to say some pleasantries, but he didn’t dare to speak out, fearing that Greg Jensen might lash out.

Where the hell are those useless bums!

Jay Brent anxiously thought to himself, while Cindy Harrison beside him was completely stunned.

Though Greg Jensen had become smarter now and even had some money, in Cindy Harrison’s eyes, he was still the same old backup option, the sycophantic loser.

Yet, the scene unfolding before her totally overturned her perception.

Greg Jensen was just a rural guy after all, at best a rural guy with some money.

How could he be so bold as to curse Jay Brent?

After all, the Ceaser Club was where Jay Brent had made his fortune, even surpassing the company he owned.

Because this place was guarded by a group of twenty-odd young men all year round.

What gave Greg Jensen the audacity to curse Jay Brent?

And it seemed… Jay Brent was somewhat… afraid of him?

How could that be possible?

Actually, it’s not Cindy Harrison’s fault. Jay Brent was interested in her, naturally, he couldn’t reveal his embarrassing incidents to her.

This also led to Cindy Harrison having no clue about just how formidable the current Greg Jensen was.

The office was silent. Jay Brent looked at the nonchalant Greg Jensen, his face livid, and said:

“Kid, what the hell do you want coming to my place, if you have no business, then scram, you’re not welcome here.”

“Heh, why I’m here, don’t you know?”

Greg Jensen’s smile receded, and his gaze gradually turned icy as he looked at Jay Brent and said, “You’ve really made a nice deal, selling one plot of land to two buyers.”

At these words, Jay Brent sneered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

In fact, his heart was as clear as a mirror: he had orchestrated the whole affair, so how could he be unaware?

However, he was certain Greg had no way to deal with him, so he felt even more fearless.

Hearing the exchange between the two men, Cindy Harrison also realized the purpose of Greg’s visit and couldn’t help but say sarcastically:

“Look at you, Greg, when did you start falsely accusing people? You have to take legal responsibility for speaking like this.”

Suddenly, Greg turned his head to look at Cindy Harrison and asked, “Oh? Did you plan this?”

Cindy Harrison was taken aback; she didn’t want to get involved in such affairs and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, “Don’t talk nonsense; I have nothing to do with your dispute.”

Greg had never indulged her and said directly, “If it’s none of your business, why are you butting in? Did I ask for your input?”

“Greg, don’t go too far!”

Cindy Harrison’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were full of anger.

Although Ethan Locke wasn’t showing much interest in her now, due to her anticipated status as the future Mrs. Locke, she had always been pampered and treated like royalty; when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

However, it seemed Greg was not aware of this reality and didn’t take her words seriously, instead pointing to the door and saying, “The door is right there, get out!”

Cindy Harrison stood up abruptly, angered, “Greg, you’re going too far; this isn’t your place, is it? What right do you have to tell me to leave?”

Seeing Cindy Harrison being bullied, Jay Brent couldn’t help but intervene, “That’s right, this is my place, and if anyone’s going to leave, it should be you. What right do you have to tell Miss Harrison to go?”

Greg couldn’t be bothered to waste words with them and turned to Aiden Clark’s bodyguard behind him, saying, “Drag this woman out, and throw her onto the street.”

The bodyguard, aware of Greg’s relationship with Wallace Carter, didn’t dare to delay and quickly stepped forward, grabbing Cindy Harrison’s arm and dragging her out.

“Damn it, Greg, what the hell are you trying to do?”

Jay Brent was about to explode with rage and was just about to stand up when Greg suddenly kicked him.

With a bang, Jay Brent was sent flying back onto the couch.

“Are you asking for death?”

“Enough!”

Wallace Carter shouted angrily, “Jay Brent, it seems you’re the one looking for death! You dare to use me as your pawn? Not afraid I’ll go to war with you?”

“Brother Carter, what are you talking about?”

Jay Brent quickly squeezed out a smile, saying, “I still don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

Seeing his stubborn denial, the corners of Wallace Carter’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up in a cold smile, “Let me ask you, that 500-acre piece of agricultural land, isn’t it you who arranged for it to be sold to Mr. Jensen?”

Jay Brent pretended to be innocent and said, “What are you talking about, Carter? Didn’t I sell that land to you? How could I possibly sell it to someone else?”

“Then who used fake documents to sell the land to Mr. Jensen?” Wallace Carter asked.

Jay Brent glanced at Greg Jensen and replied with schadenfreude, “How should I know? The guy has only been in Jamae for a few days, and he’s offended everyone.

If you ask me, it must be one of his enemies who can’t stand him and purposely used my land to set him up.”

Wallace Carter laughed furiously, “Jay Brent, are you treating me like an idiot?

In Jamae City, who would dare to use your land plot for such a thing? Name just one person – just one will do!”

“This…”

Jay Brent was left speechless; he had been known in Jamae City for many years, and his reputation was well established, hardly anyone would dare to touch this tiger’s whisker.