The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 39 The Fish Dies_i

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From afar, one could see a fish tank placed in the center of the lobby, which seemed to contain a few black fishes.

Upon seeing this, Chestor Ware hurried over and, looking down, his face quickly darkened.

“Mr. Webb, is this the dragon fish you found for me?”

“Yes, take a look…”

Alfred Webb looked down, his complexion changed as well, and he exclaimed, “How did the fish die? They were just fine a moment ago!”

“That’s impossible.”

Following behind, Lois Abbott heard that the fish had died and was instantly startled, rushing to the fish tank to take a look and immediately dumbstruck. The dragon fish, with their bellies turned upwards, were floating on the surface of the water, obviously dead beyond any doubt.

“What’s going on?!”

Turning around quickly, Lois Abbott called out, “Harry Cooper? Harry Cooper!” “Hey, Ms. Abbott, I’m right here.”

Harry Cooper hurried over, also taken aback by the sight of the dead fish in the tank, and exclaimed:

“How… How did they die? They were just fine a moment ago?”

Lois Abbott frowned and asked, “Who touched the fish after I left just now?” “Aside from two servers, nobody touched them,” replied Harry Cooper. Lois Abbott said sternly, “The servers, call them over…”

“Alright, just a moment.”

At that moment, Brandon Brent suddenly walked in with some people.

He was wearing a long overcoat and went straight to the fish tank, peered inside, and said with a sneer:

“Oh, is this the dragon fish arranged for Mr. Ware? True or false aside, it’s a bit unacceptable to try to fool Mr. Ware with dead fish.”

“Brandon Brent, it must have been you who sabotaged this!”

Lois Abbott, livid with rage, glared at Brandon Brent.

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Brandon Brent quickly stepped back twice and, rather theatrically, raised his hands, chuckling:

“My conscience is clear, I’ve only just arrived at your hotel, you can’t blame this on me!”

“It was definitely you, there is no one else!”

Lois Abbott said coldly, “You just wait, I’ll check the surveillance now, and then everything will be clear.”

“Go ahead and check, what will you do if it has nothing to do with me?” Brandon Brent’s face showed no sign of unease; in fact, he continued smilingly,

“How about… you marry me?

If it turns out this matter has nothing to do with me, then you compensate me with yourself.”

At that, he suddenly dropped his smile, and the corners of his mouth revealed a trace of icy mockery: “After all, Brandon Brent’s reputation is not something that can be slandered by just anyone.”

“You… Dream on!”

Lois Abbott, gasping for breath, turned to Harry Cooper, “What are you standing there for? Haven’t you brought the servers over yet?”

“There is no need!”

Chestor Ware said coldly, “I don’t have the time to solve a case with you. Since the dragon fish are gone, I’ll be leaving now.”

Seeing this, Lois Abbott panicked immediately.

Not knowing what to do, Harry Cooper suddenly spoke up, “Mr. Ware, the fish haven’t been dead long, maybe…”

“Harry Cooper, shut your mouth!”

Upon hearing his words, the faces of Alfred Webb and his daughter changed drastically.

He was Riverhaven County’s wealthiest man, who wanted to eat dragon fish in hopes of living a few more years.

Feeding him dead fish was like cursing him to die early, wasn’t it?

Chestor Ware’s eyebrows shot up, and he glared at Harry Cooper, “What do you mean? You really intend to feed Chestor Ware dead fish?”

Then he turned toward Alfred Webb, saying coldly, “Mr. Webb, I have experienced the service at Reverie Inn.”

Upon hearing this, Lois Abbott’s hair stood on end. She had not only failed to connect with Chestor Ware but had actually offended him, which could spell big trouble.

That was to say nothing of the twenty-plus wealthy patrons present, who, in all likelihood, would never come to eat at Reverie Inn ever again.

Alfred Webb quickly said, “Mr. Ware, there must be some misunderstanding here.”

“A misunderstanding? I think you’re deliberately trying to shame me, right?” Chestor Ware scoffed coldly and turned to leave.

The friends who had come with him also had very ugly looks on their faces, they coldly glanced at Alfred Webb and all turned to leave.

“Mr. Chestor, please wait, please! This really is a misunderstanding.” Alfred Webb hurried after him, trying to find a way to make amends. However, Chestor Ware didn’t give him the time of day at all, didn’t even glance at him, and strode angrily toward the exit.

Seeing this scene, Lois Abbott couldn’t help but pace anxiously in distress. Just when she was at a loss, a young figure suddenly appeared at the doorway, holding a bucket in his hand.

“Greg Jensen?”

“Iris, I brought you a few more dragon fish. Let’s try them out later.”

Greg Jensen lifted the bucket, smiling and gesturing.

Before he finished speaking, the hall instantly quieted down.

All eyes landed on the red bucket.

After a moment, Chestor Ware finally collected himself and asked eagerly,

“Young man, are those dragon fish in your bucket?”

Greg Jensen nodded blankly, hesitantly replying, “Yes, they are. And you are…?”

“Haha, let me introduce myself. My name is Chestor Ware; I run a small business.”

Chestor Ware came up to Greg Jensen, looked down into the bucket, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Riverhaven County’s richest man?

Running a small business?

I’ll believe it when hell freezes over.

Greg Jensen was somewhat speechless, turned to Lois Abbott, and asked, “Why is everyone just standing around here?”

Lois Abbott glanced at the bucket, saw six lively dragon fish inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

“We’ll talk about this later. Hand me the fish for now.”

“Oh, okay.”

With that, Greg Jensen passed the bucket over.

Grasping the bucket, Lois Abbott said with a beaming smile, “Uncle Chestor, we

have more dragon fish now. Would you like to try some?”

“Hahaha, this girl has a way with words.”

Upon hearing this, Chestor Ware also started laughing, “Sure, let’s give them a try?”

“Haha, since Mr. Chestor suggests it, let’s all give them a try,” someone echoed.

“Hurry up, I’m salivating already.”

Seeing this, the other wealthy individuals started laughing cheerfully, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed.

Alfred Webb exhaled a long breath and said with a smile, “The private room is ready; everyone, please come this way.”

“Thanks for the trouble, Brother Alfred.”

Chestor Ware and the others followed along cheerfully.

The hall quickly emptied out, leaving only the hotel staff and a dark-faced Brandon Brent.

“It’s you again!”

Brandon Brent glared at Greg Jensen with a menacing look, “Kid, are you hell-bent on opposing me?”

“Oh? Am I opposing you? I wasn’t aware of that,” Greg Jensen found Brandon

Brent somewhat amusing.

Brandon Brent’s expression became more ferocious, thinking that everything had been settled and Lois Abbott was out of options, but unexpectedly, Greg Jensen showed up with the dragon fish.

Seeing the cold light flickering in his eyes, Greg Jensen sneered, “What, you want to fight again?

Hey, you didn’t bring your bodyguards this time? Are you brave enough to fight me?”

Brandon Brent’s face changed, and he involuntarily took a step back, a thick look of fear flashing in his eyes.

Will Harrison couldn’t stand up to Greg Jensen, and his own scrawny limbs were even less match.

“Kid, just you wait, I ’ll get back at you sooner or later!”

After blurting that out, he turned with his assistant and hurriedly scuttled away, avoiding Greg Jensen and taking another path.