The greatest man alive novel (by Maverick Bowman)
Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Master Evans

Nathan drank a lot of wine in the cellar that night.

Bottles were all over the floor, and he didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

When he woke up the following day, he found Hannah lying in his arms. However, they were both dressed but only looked a

little messy.

"She looks good, but her figure is just like that."

He removed his hand from her thigh and muttered in his heart.

At this time, Hannah rubbed her eyes and woke up. When she found that she was lying on the sofa with Nathan, she was startled and bounced up hastily, "Oh, well, well!"

"What?" Nathan asked.

"You are so sick." Hannah laughed loudly.

Nathan glanced at her and thought, "If I was not drunk last night, can you still stand here and laugh in front of me?"

Otherwise, she might cry under the quilt and ask him to take responsibility for her instead of laughing this morning.

Thinking of this, he thought it might be quite interesting.

The wine stored in the cellar was all top-grade. After a hangover, the two of them didn't feel any discomfort. Even when they woke up, they were very awake, as if they had never had a drink last night. Nathan's mobile phone rang. It was a call from Carlos. "Master Evans, I have arranged the ceremony in the conference hall of

Gloire Hotel, and invited some friends to witness."

Nathan said, "Mr. Sanders, you don't need to take it so grand. I'll teach you what you want to learn."

"Besides, your medical skills are superior to mine, I'm sure I can't teach you anything..."

"The most I can teach is the experience in peculiar diseases, so there is no need to make such a grand ceremony!"

But Carlos said, "Since I sincerely want to learn, then I must take it seriously! Please arrive on time at eleven o'clock, Mr. Hopp will be there as a witness."

Nathan had no choice but to agree. It was still early, he went to freshen himself slowly.

When he was on a phone call, Hannah had already tidied up. "I have to go to the company now, you can call at any time!" Nathan offered a big project for the Ranchy Group. Recently, Hannah personally monitored the progress and wanted to make money as soon as possible.

She sat down in the hallway, bent over, and wore high heels. When she bent down, she looked very hot.

After putting on the shoes, she turned around, grabbed his neck, and said with a smile, "Do you have any regrets?"

"Regret?" Nathan said calmly. He didn't understand her meaning.

Hannah suddenly pulled him towards her, then leaned forward, bit his neck, and even made a clear sound.

Before he recovered, Hannah let go of her hand and went out.

The slender legs under the black stocking and her quite warped buttock showed a perfect back.

"She's a really foxy lady!" After she left, Nathan kicked over the chair.

"I was so drunk last night, and it had never happened before..."

There was also the aroma of her lip gloss on his lips, as well as a trace of the aroma of wine from last night.

His mood inexplicably improved. He packed up and went to Gloire Hotel.

He arrived at the hotel. As soon as he entered the conference hall, he saw some people from the Johnson family, and Natalie was also there. They were all waiting for something.

"Where did you come here?" Bailey sneered and asked with disdain after seeing Nathan.

Natalie never thought that Nathan would appear here. When Carlos came to see a doctor that day, Old Mr. Johnson had already

left.

Nathan said indifferently, "Carlos wants to worship me as his teacher. Could I not be here?" Hearing Nathan say this, the people around couldn't help being stunned and burst into laughter.

Natalie's face turned red, and she lowered her head. She never wanted to meet Nathan at this time.

Carlos wanted to learn from Master Evans, what was the matter with him as a prison guard? "Ha, ha, ha, he's so ridiculous. How dare he say that!"

"Do you really think that you talk nonsense because you have the same surname as the master?!"

"You are really shameless. You just have the same surname as Master Evans! Don't talk nonsense! Are you ashamed?"

Everyone couldn't help but mock and look at Nathan with joking eyes.

Natalie pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Shut up!"

Nathan was about to contradict her, but when he heard her words, he shrugged and didn't bother to say anymore.

Just at this time, Caleb, Carlos' disciple, came over. After seeing Nathan, he sneered, "You guessed right that day. Old Mr.

Johnson's illness is a peculiar disease, and it is true that ordinary methods can't be used to treat it."

Nathan glanced at him without saying a word.

"However, you'd better not talk for a while!"

"Today is a great day for my teacher. If you dare to make trouble, I will kick you out of here!"

"My teacher wants to worship Master Evans as a teacher. I hope everyone can witness it."

"Wait, my teacher will invite Master Evans to treat Old Mr. Johnson's diseases. You can see it!"

Nathan smiled, "The address, Master Evans, is just your teacher's praise..."

"shut up!"

"Who in hell are you?"

"Even my teacher praised Master Evans, do you think you are better than my teacher? Are you qualified to evaluate Master

Evans?"

Caleb was furious and turned his head, pointed at Nathan, and scolded him.

Bailey said, "You'd better shut up! Grandpa is still waiting for Master Evans to treat his illness. If something happens to him, you and Natalie will be licked out of the Johnson family!" Natalie's face was also very cold. She stared at Nathan and said, "Stop it!"

Nathan sat down and sighed, "Why did things get so complicated?"

After a while, Carlos, in a Tang suit, appeared on the stage.

"Master Sanders!"

After seeing Carlos, everyone in the hall greeted him respectfully.

Carlos shook his head and smiled, "I'll worship Master Evans as my teacher today. I'm not with the title of 'Master'. Please don't call me that!"

Everyone felt that Carlos was so humble. At the same time, they couldn't help but look forward to Master Evans even more.

Who was Master Evans?

How could Master Evans let Carlos treat him as a teacher?