It was silent for a few seconds.

Then, a thirty-year-old muscular man with a metal rod in his hand stepped forward. Wearing a vicious look, he pointed the metal rod at James.

He roared, “Who the hell are you? What makes you think you have the right to speak?”

He was frothing at the mouth and was behaving aggressively.

Thea was scared out of her wits. Fearing she would be assaulted, she hid behind James’ back.

“That’s right. There’s no need for you to speak. We demand compensation!”

“If you don’t pay compensation, we’ll wreck Eternality Hospital.”

“What a useless place. If you aren’t up to standards, don’t establish yourselves at Medical Street. Get out of here!”

The crowd started heckling.

Not even a single Callahan dared to show up.

The situation outside was volatile. It would be problematic if things got out of control.

“Shut it, all of you. Wait for your turn to speak,” James roared with an annoyed look. He would not have cared less if this was not the Callahans