Chapter 1252
I looked at Reynaldo with concern. Reynaldo, however, seemed not too surprised, and just smiled at me reassuringly.
It was at this moment that a faintly familiar laughter suddenly came from behind.
“Mr. Humphrey, how have you been?”
I instinctively turned around and saw “Matthew” standing there. Long time no see, this man was still as unruly and wild as in my memory, with a hint of hostility in his deep eyes—clearly not someone to mess with.
At the same time, the door to the private room next to Reynaldo also opened. It was just a few people who had been whispering inside earlier. When they saw that both Reynaldo and Matthew had arrived, their faces turned pale all of a sudden, looking a bit comical. They looked at Reynaldo, then at Matthew, and in the end chose to suck up to Matthew.
“Mr. Galatea, you came, you came…”
Five people swarmed towards Matthew; the words “flattery and sycophancy” were interpreted by them to the fullest. And Matthew’s interest at the moment was all on Reynaldo.
He waved away the few people with his hand and walked towards Reynaldo with his two bodyguards behind him. He gave Reynaldo a once-over and chuckled playfully. “Mr. Humphrey’s physical condition is quite good. Last time I stabbed him so many times, he was almost dead. But now, he’s all better in an instant. Looks like I’ll have to stab him more next time.”
Reynaldo smiled and said in a calm tone, “Mr. Galatea also had a good physical condition. I remember that Mr. Galatea was once surrounded and severely injured by distant relatives of the Galatea family, and managed to escape from Yoripero. I really thought that Mr. Galatea had died on the other side of the ocean, but it turns out that Mr. Galatea is quite resilient, and is even doing better than before. It seems next time, I have to make sure to eliminate all possibilities, can’t let anyone ‘let you go’ again.”
Matthew slowly narrowed his eyes, with a fierce look in them. Honestly, this person looks quite scary to me. I feel like the aura of killing on this person is really heavy.
I was thinking this in my heart when suddenly a cold gaze fell on me. I subconsciously looked up and found Matthew staring at me.
Reynaldo raised his eyebrows, and a chill ran through his body. He shielded me slightly behind him and smiled at Matthew, saying, “Mr. Galatea, it’s best not to let your gaze wander and not to have any crooked ideas. After all, this is Freybourne, not your former Yoripero, and certainly not Roxafito.”
Matthew laughed. “Look how nervous Mr. Humphrey is. I just thought this woman looked familiar.” He paused, and suddenly he seemed to recognize me, smiling, “Isn’t this Ms. Duffy? What? After so many years, you’re still following Mr. Humphrey around, tsk tsk tsk… Sticking with one man—you don’t find it boring?”
Matthew’s words left me at a loss for how to respond. Afraid of making a mistake again, he had shifted his focus onto me. I lowered my gaze and hid behind Reynaldo without saying a word.
Matthew made a series of “tsk tsk” sounds again. “Oh, it’s been a few years, and Ms. Duffy’s courage seems to be getting smaller. That night, where was Ms. Duffy’s wildness? You know what, I really miss that night with Ms. Duffy.”
Matthew’s words were very ambiguous, clearly intended to provoke Reynaldo. And Reynaldo also fell for it. Reynaldo felt the chill on his body getting stronger and stronger, and the hand by his side also clenched secretly.