Chapter 900

Matthew was about to speak, and anger was evident in his expression, but Tony cut in first, "Are you saying the reason I couldn't get the medical license is just because I'm an ordinary person?" His voice trembled as he spoke, and he gripped the edge of the table so tightly that it shook. His frail hands quivered uncontrollably, and the cups on the table rattled, spilling their contents. Jerome didn't seem to notice Tony's growing rage. Instead, he smirked, his tone carrying a tone of pride. "That's correct. You could put it that way. Regular folks have to follow the rules. It may sound harsh, but that's just how things are." Tony's face turned pale, his mind replaying the torment he endured trying to pass the medical license exam—to the point of losing his sanity. And all of it was because he was just an ordinary person. A fire burned in his gaze, growing hotter and wilder. Jerome, unfazed and overly confident, continued, "As a director, I have this little authority. If I had to