Uncle Spencer was stunned for a moment, and sensed another meaning: "It seems like sir is very confident?"
Ian Douglas smiled, tapping his fingers on the table again, and said mysteriously, "Just make arrangements as I've instructed, the detailed plan will be disclosed to you in due time."
If he wasn't fully confident, he wouldn't make a move.
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"Does it hurt?" Matthew Saxon had never been this nervous before. During the process of applying the medicine, he almost lifted his head after every swipe.
A thick layer of ointment was applied to Scarlett Yates's swollen palm, the ointment was transparent, coating her hand layer by layer like jelly.
The box of medicine he held was the very ointment he had asked Olly to hand over to Scarlett Yates.
The pain-relief effect of the ointment was quite good. After applying a thick layer, the pain in Scarlett Yates's palm had significantly subsided.
