Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3374 Terrance Cunningham's Fury

"What did you say?!" Miller's face twisted in surprise, quickly followed by anger. "You want me to contact Tritus and the others and even threaten them with withdrawing from the alliance? Who does that bastard child think he is to boss me around? "Mr. Anton, have you lost your mind from being in Montiria too long?" his voice grew cold, carrying a faint but unmistakable trace of malice.

In Hulwin, Miller received a call from Anton.

He couldn't understand if Terrance was just getting too old, losing his mental sharpness. It was bad enough that he had been sent from Cathay to this backwater city of Hulwin, and now he had to lower himself to beg Helen Freeman to save some lost Cunningham bastard?! The Cunningham Family was huge, and there were likely countless illegitimate children scattered about. Yet this one, after being saved, dared to give him orders!

Miller's eyes darkened with a hint of malice. If this bastard was really so presumptuous, he wouldn't hesitate to have him killed upon returning, proving that the same hands that brought him back could just as easily take him down.

Meanwhile, aboard the ship, Anton looked at his phone after the call ended abruptly. His face reflected a mix of frustration and resignation. How do you expect to go up against Rocco Cunningham when you don't even ask why these decisions are being made? Sighing, Anton dialed Terrance in Bainbridge.

"Master, I-"Anton began, but Terrance's elderly voice interrupted him. "No need to explain. I already know everything. Just do everything you can to support Rocco. Have you notified Miller?"

"I just called him, but he seemed in a foul mood and hung up. I'll try again in a little while," Anton replied, carefully avoiding mentioning that Miller had outright refused the request.

As Terrance's steward, Anton had learned never to take sides or show bias. The Cunningham Family had no room for a steward with divided loyalties. If anyone suspected favoritism, Anton knew his days would be numbered.

"Hmm, that arrogant fool. All he

knows is how to flaunt his status and act like a tyrant. I'll deal with Miller. You just focus on protecting Rocco If it comes to it, you must die before Rocco does. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," Anton replied. Though he was merely on a call, his posture remained respectful. He had been a

steward for the Cunningham Fami

for over a decade, and survival- meant staying neutral at all costs. More than that, his family was still within the Cunningham Family's grasp. If he wavered, their lives would be in jeopardy.

...

Back in Hulwin, Miller angrily tossed his phone aside and grabbed the young woman standing nearby, forcefully pulling her down beneath him.

She was a campus belle he had

picked up at a local university. After seeing his generosity and learning of his connection to the prestigious Cunningham Family from Cathay she quickly fell under his spellin school, she had been proud and untouchable, but now, under Miller's dominance, she was as obedient as a lamb.

Miller roughly tore at her clothes, his frustration boiling over.

"Ahh-Mr. Cunningham, slow down. You're hurting me," the girl cried out, wincing from the roughness of his touch.

"Slut, I bet plenty of guys chased you back in school, huh?" Miller sneered, his hand roughly exploring her body.

Just as he was about to continue, his discarded phone rang again, further igniting his rage.

"I already said I'm not agreeing to this! Do you want to die?"