Tobias spoke harshly, almost crossing the line into being insulting. However, the bodyguard facing him was unfazed and replied with a blank face, "Yes." He then quietly carried out the command and walked away. This left Matthew standing there, both shocked and puzzled. Since the bodyguard had intentionally spoken softly to Tobias, he hadn't caught any of their exchange. All he noticed was Tobias unexpectedly becoming furious and appearing very irritated. Tobias' behavior and attitude were extremely harsh, which caught him off guard. Leon had previously mentioned that the host of this Medical Symposium was a scholarly individual who enjoyed studying medicine as a hobby. This was part of why he agreed to come to this symposium Intellectuals often share a mutual understanding. But now, did this man seem like an intellectual at all? The way he acted and spoke was more like a street vendor at a market. Was it possible that Leon had misled him? The moment Matthew suspected that his son might be tricking him, he immediately became defensive. "I ... Mr. Matthew ... let me explain." Tobias glanced up and noticed Matthew staring at him that way. He slapped his forehead, realizing he had completely forgotten the Divine Healer was still there. He had tried to present himself as a well-mannered and refined person, but now that image was completely shattered. All his earlier excuses had been seen through by Matthew, leaving him speechless. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single sentence. In the end, all he could manage was, "I'm sorry ... I embarrassed myself." A stiff smile appeared on his face.Though Matthew felt anger rising inside, he kept a calm expression. He gently stroked his beard and turned his head to fan himself, acting as if he hadn't noticed Tobias' awkward reaction. The atmosphere grew tense and uncomfortable. "Um, so ... " the waiter finally spoke up. Even though Divine Healer had told him to set down the medicinal herbs, the waiter was still working for the boss and didn't dare act without his approval. He hesitated, wanting to ask Tobias for instructions. "Out." Tobias cut him off with a single word, dismissing him without giving him any chance to speak. "Alright," the waiter replied swiftly without hesitation and hurried away. A wise person understands the situation, lingering any longer would only make things worse. As he was halfway gone, Tobias suddenly recalled something and lifted his hand to stop him. "Hey, hold on a second." The waiter paused and turned back. "Mr. Berg, do you need anything else?" "Forget about receiving your salary and bonus for this month. Take it as a lesson," Tobias said calmly. With that, he motioned for the waiter to leave. What?! No salary or bonus? He had put in so much effort this month, finally earning a good bonus, and was planning to use it for his cat's surgery. That bonus was crucial for his cat's surgery. "Mr. Berg, could you at least let me keep the bonus and take the salary instead? It means a lot to me." Tobias showed no reaction. The waiter's eyes welled up with tears, his pain clearly visible.He was nearly ready to drop to his knees and beg. "Leave. Didn't you hear me? "Must I repeat myself?" If Matthew beside him wasn't there, Tobias would've already thrown this ungrateful man out. Still acting like the victim, huh? Matthew considered stepping in to offer some advice, but he stopped himself from speaking. As an elder, it wasn't his place to interfere in others' business. While the waiter stood there, feeling defeated, a voice suddenly echoed from the entrance. "Mr. Berg, I could hear you yelling at your staff from a distance. What's got you so worked up?" Leon appeared right after his voice filled the room. "Let your subordinates handle employee mistakes. "On such a fine day, why get upset? Anger is bad for both your health and your wealth. "Do you really want to cut off this good fortune?" Leon seemed to share a similar nature with Matthew, both of them typically gentle and kind. He approached with a smile, and in just a few words, he managed to calm Tobias down. After hearing him, Tobias' face softened a little, as if he found Leon's words reasonable, and he gave a strained smile. "What brings you here?" Matthew turned to his son. Leon raised his hand and replied, "Dad, it's time. We should head out now." "Already? So soon?" Matthew placed his fan on the table and stood up slowly. "Has Addy already gone ahead?" Though the question seemed casual, Leon could tell from his tone that he cared deeply. "Don't worry! As soon as Addy found out you were coming, she begged me to take her to Preigh. "She's been missing you! "She's probably waiting in the front hall right now. You'll see her as soon as you step out."Leon made sure to speak loudly and with emotion. Hearing this, Matthew was visibly pleased. He stroked his beard and smiled. "If she's waiting up front, let's go." Matthew took the lead and walked out. Leon followed, shaking his head. This old man, as soon as he heard his granddaughter was waiting, he walked faster than a rabbit. It was hard to believe he was over 70 with how quickly he walked. Talking about his granddaughter, he acted like a playful youngster. When Tobias saw Divine Healer following Leon toward the front hall, as the host, he knew he couldn't stay behind. He adjusted his clothes, cleared his throat, and then stepped forward to catch up with the two ahead. "Mr. Berg ... " The waiter wanted to speak again, hoping for a chance to save his cat. But now that Matthew was no longer by Tobias' side, there was nothing holding him back. He could do whatever he pleased. With a swift motion, Tobias shook off the waiter's hand, which had clutched at his sleeve. The force was strong, tinged with clear impatience. The waiter was kicked so forcefully that he tumbled backward, landing flat on the sofa. His raised foot knocked over a delicate glass water bottle, spilling water across the table and even wetting the carpet. Finally, the waiter crashed to the ground, knocking over a dozen purple roses behind him, their buds now hanging in disarray over the edge of the table. Tobias paid no mind, stepping over the waiter with a blank expression, even delivering a final kick to his stomach. After finishing all this, he adjusted his clothes, as though nothing had happened. He rushed toward the two people ahead, calling out, "Mr. Daves ... wait for me."... In the entrance hall, inside the lounge. Despite Leon's confident tone earlier, he seemed quite certain of his statements. He even told Matthew that Addison must have already been waiting in the front hall for a long time! However, he couldn't shake off some doubt. After all, this Medical Symposium hadn't been initiated by Addison herself. There was still a chance that she was hiding somewhere, avoiding seeing her grandfather. To make sure his words held up, Leon asked Matthew to wait for a bit in the lounge in the front hall. He stepped aside and dialed Addison's number on his phone. He needed to verify where she was. So that Matthew would meet her as soon as he stepped out. However, the phone kept ringing, and no one picked up. A robotic female voice eventually interrupted, saying, "Hello, the number you're calling is not available right now." Leon was taken aback.