The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 264: When the Map Ends, the Dagger is Revealed_1

Just as suspected!

Seeing Angela Stuart tear her own clothes, Greg Jensen’s heart sank, and then he pretended to panic and said:

“Tingting, what… what are you doing? Quickly put your clothes on.”

Angela Stuart gently shook her head and whispered, “I’m sorry, Mr. Jensen, they were too fierce.”

Bang!

Just then, a loud banging sound came from outside the door.

Upon seeing this, Angela Stuart immediately screamed, “Help, somebody help me…”

She dashed toward the door, screaming as she ran, and anyone who didn’t know better would really think she was being assaulted.

Greg Jensen watched her poor acting and suddenly felt the urge to laugh, not at Angela Stuart, but at himself for being too naive.

Just a second ago, he had been considering helping Angela Stuart, urging her to come clean to him, so that he could face Ethan Locke and the others himself.

However, the final outcome had disappointed him.

Just at that moment, the door finally burst open, and Ethan Locke and his group immediately rushed in.

Ethan Locke pretended to be anxious and asked, “Tingting, how did you end up like this, who did this to you?”

Without any hesitation, Angela Stuart pointed at Greg Jensen and furiously accused, “It was him. I just wanted to borrow some money from him, but he tried to take advantage of me and even tore my clothes.”

“Greg Jensen? So it was you, you scumbag!”

Ethan Locke’s expression reached the peak of fury, veins popping on his forehead and the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

Cindy Harrison sneered, “If I had known how beastly you are, I never should have gotten involved with you from the start!”

Judy Lampe bellowed, “This bastard, daring to bully Tingting, beat him up!”

“Beat him up!”

The young men who came with Ethan Locke, baring their teeth and claws, charged toward Greg Jensen.

Logically, at this point in the drama, taking a couple of hits wouldn’t be much, but Greg Jensen was not accustomed to getting beat up.

Seeing that the young men were already upon him, he didn’t hesitate at all. He stepped forward and with a backhanded elbow strike:

Bang!

A burst of blood erupted in the air, and one of the young men dropped to the ground like a statue, passing out.

Then, in a flash, the other young men were also taken down by Greg Jensen.

Ethan Locke was instantly stunned.

In his mind, Greg Jensen had always been the pushover who couldn’t even fight back when beaten into stupidity; he never expected him to be so formidable now.

Cindy Harrison also grew pale, shrinking back and pressing closely against Ethan Locke, her face full of fear as she looked at Greg Jensen.

As the main character of the night, Angela Stuart was already scared silly, a heavy sense of regret spreading in her heart.

She knew Greg Jensen was skilled, but after she had been captured, she subconsciously thought the people with Cindy Harrison were more formidable.

To think that only a few seconds had passed, and the men they brought hadn’t even touched Greg Jensen’s clothes before they all lay on the ground.

But now, it was too late for regrets.

Even if she turned back now, would Greg Jensen still forgive her?

Would he still help her?

“Ethan Locke, Ethan Locke, after all this time, how can you still only resort to such desperate measures?”

Greg Jensen looked at Ethan Locke with a face full of scorn, “You really disappoint me.”

Ethan Locke’s expression darkened slightly, and he subtly took a step back, positioning Cindy Harrison in front of him, then said, “Greg Jensen, you’d better stay calm. I’ve already called the police, and the patrol will arrive any minute. If you dare touch me, I’ll make sure your entire family pays.”

Greg Jensen sneered, “Haha, have you forgotten? My family has long been gone.”

Ethan Locke’s complexion changed again, and he frowned, “So what do you want to do?”

Before he could finish speaking, Ethan Locke felt a blur before his eyes as Greg Jensen quickly approached him and swung his hand for a slap.

Smack!

The slap was forceful and the sound crisp, as if it landed not just on him but resounded in the appreciation of the audience, startling Cindy Harrison, Angela Stuart, and the others, causing their hearts to skip a beat.

Ethan Locke’s cheek swelled at a visibly rapid pace.

There’s a saying that goes, “Don’t expose one’s shortcomings when insulting them, don’t hit the face when hitting someone.”

Slapping someone’s face might not be very harmful, but it’s extremely insulting.

As the most promising young person of the Locke Family, the future Family Head, when had Ethan Locke ever suffered such humiliation?

Rage surged within him, and his eyes, nearly spitting fire, glared at Greg Jensen as if he wanted to tear him apart.

“You’re great!”

Ethan Locke knew he was no match for Greg Jensen, so he didn’t make any rash movements, but those cold, frosty eyes of his were filled with intense murderous intent.

“You really are great! No one has ever dared to slap my face from childhood till now, you’re the first!”

“What about it? Are you expecting me to thank you, to thank you for giving me the honor of being hit?”

Greg Jensen sneered, “Don’t be in a hurry, I’m just collecting a bit of interest. I have plenty of time, and we can settle our debts slowly.”

“You…”

Words failed Ethan Locke as anger choked him, his fists clenched and trembling slightly; his heart was filled with extreme fury.

“I remember you had a saying that was quite good.”

Greg Jensen sneered, “You said we were from two different worlds, and you were not wrong at all.

Because from now on, I’m going to show you what it means to be from two different worlds!”

Just then, the sound of messy footsteps rose, and a squad of patrolling officers ran in.

Seeing the situation inside the room, the middle-aged patrol officer furrowed his brows, “May I ask who called the police, what happened here?”

“It’s good that you’ve come, this man bullied my friend and tried to assault her, even tearing her clothes.”

“Yes, we were about to catch him, but he beat up several of our friends, and they’re still lying on the ground unable to get up.”

Listening to Cindy Harrison and Judy Lampe’s words, the middle-aged patrol officer looked towards Angela Stuart with her disheveled clothes and asked, “Are you the victim?”

Angela Stuart quickly put on a pitiful look and said in a trembling voice, “Uh-huh, I was just trying to borrow some money from him, but as soon as he came in, he wanted to go to bed with me.

I refused, and then he tore my clothes. Officer, you must stand up for me.”

The middle-aged patrol officer slightly furrowed his brows, sizing up Greg Jensen, and asked, “Is what she said true?”

“Haha, would you believe me if I said it wasn’t?” Greg Jensen retorted.

The middle-aged patrol officer’s expression grew colder, and he nodded at his subordinates, “First, take the suspect back with us, get everyone else’s statements, and those who need to go to the hospital should do so.”

“Yes, Captain.”

Immediately, two patrolling officers came over, handcuffs in hand.

Greg Jensen knew that Ethan Locke wouldn’t rest until he was sent away, so rather than wait for his next move, he might as well spend a couple of days on the inside.

After all, he had an ace up his sleeve that could get him out, and he wasn’t at all afraid of the other party playing dirty.

Therefore, he submitted to the patrolling officers and let them cuff him, and then followed them downstairs, getting into the police car.

Angela Stuart watched the scene, secretly relieved, grateful that she had made the right choice; otherwise, her fate would have been worse than Greg Jensen’s.

Thinking about the $500,000 she was about to receive, her mood immediately improved; if it weren’t for the patrol officers nearby, she would have laughed out loud.