The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 732 - Peace at Last_1

Chapter 732: Chapter 732: Peace at Last_1

Chapter 732 -732: Peace at Last_1

Under the “persuasion” of a few other girls, Kiara Rees stole a glance at Greg Jensen before moving to the adjacent seat and placing her small backpack on the berth.

Ashley Dean’s face flashed a hint of triumph as she said to Kiara’s retreating back, “What are you standing there for? Help me put my suitcase up.”

Kiara Rees was obviously unhappy and hesitated for a moment without moving.

Ashley Dean said sarcastically, “Kiara Rees, do you still want your dad to find a job? If you don’t, I’ll just have a word with my dad.”

“I do!”

With no choice, Kiara Rees stood up and dragged Ashley Dean’s huge suitcase toward the luggage rack.

However, the luggage rack was very high, and the suitcase was too heavy, so Kiara’s frail body couldn’t lift it halfway.

Greg Jensen frowned, stood up, supported the suitcase from behind her, and said softly, “Let me do it.”

Kiara Rees felt the warmth near her ear and shivered, as it was the first time she had been so close to a man. Her legs went weak, and she leaned into Greg Jensen’s embrace.

Greg Jensen didn’t think much of it and lifted the suitcase onto the rack with ease.

Seeing this scene, Ashley Dean’s face darkened, and she sneered, “Kiara Rees, what are you doing? Indecently seducing a man in front of everyone, aren’t you?”

“I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.”

Kiara Rees’s face turned red, and without looking at Greg Jensen, she lowered her head and returned to her seat.

Ashley Dean came over with a giggly smile and said, “Handsome, sorry about that, my sister is a bit like that, don’t mind her, okay?”

Greg Jensen glanced at her sideways, then turned back to sit by the window, continuing to look at the view outside.

Ashley Dean was obviously displeased but still tried to keep her composure, “Handsome, are you going to Mystic City for fun as well? Could you leave me your contact? We could hang out together.”

“No need,” Greg Jensen said indifferently.

Immediately, Ashley Dean’s face fell, and she retorted, “If you don’t want to, then don’t, what’s so great about that?”

Another girl beside her said, “Sloane, don’t bother with him. Those types of guys, they like sluts like Kiara Rees…”

“What did you say?”

Greg Jensen turned his head sharply, his icy gaze as though it could freeze someone instantly.

The girl trembled and instinctively shut her mouth.

Ashley Dean looked uncomfortable and opened her mouth to say something, but upon meeting Greg Jensen’s chilly eyes, she fell silent as if struck by frost.

She awkwardly turned away and chatted with her group of girls, yet her narrow eyes kept stealing glances at Greg Jensen.

In her gaze were deep feelings of resentment and jealousy.

Greg Jensen originally did not want to pay them any more attention, but Ashley Dean could not contain herself. She and the other girls sat whispering to each other in their seats.

They said that Greg Jensen looked handsome but was taking a green train, so he must be poor.

At another moment, they remarked that his clothing and appearance seemed decent, so perhaps he was a gigolo.

They thought they were speaking softly enough to be unheard, not realizing Greg Jensen caught every word.

Greg Jensen’s brow furrowed slightly, his previously good mood now completely ruined by Ashley Dean and the others.

He stood up and said to a passing attendant, “Excuse me, I have something I’d like to talk to you about.”

“Hello, how may I assist you?” the attendant asked with a smile.

Greg Jensen pointed at Ashley Dean and said, “Could you please ask this lady to return to her own seat? She is disturbing my peace.”

Upon hearing this, Ashley Dean got angry and protested, “Hey, what’s wrong with you? I’m sitting in my seat, how does that bother you?”

Greg Jensen stayed silent, just looking at the attendant.

The attendant smiled and asked as she approached, “Hello, ma’am, is this your seat?”

Ashley Dean snappily retorted, “Isn’t it obvious? If it’s not my seat, is it yours?”

The attendant didn’t get angry and still smiled, saying, “Please show me your ticket.”

Sloane Rees’s expression changed slightly, but she still took out Kiara Rees’s ticket and handed it to the attendant.

After a glance, the attendant asked, “Are you Kiara Rees herself?”

“I… I am not.”

Sloane Rees said with a fierce exterior but a fragile interior, “So what if I’m not? We’re all together, what’s the big deal about swapping seats?”

The attendant smiled and said, “Sorry, please return to your own seat.”

“I…”

“Please cooperate, or we have the right to take forceful measures.”

On the train, swapping seats is usually not a problem if it’s agreed upon by both parties, and attendants generally don’t say anything.

However, if someone nearby complains, then one must return to their own seat.

It was clear that the attendant had dealt with many similar situations before and maintained his smile throughout, leaving Kiara Rees no room to find fault.

Kiara Rees’s face turned slightly, and she glared fiercely at Greg Jensen, scoffed coldly, and walked to the nearby seat, saying in a cold voice:

“Didn’t you hear? Get back to your own seat!”

“Oh, okay… sure.”

Kiara Rees sneaked a glance at Greg Jensen, then quickly lowered her head and hurried back to her seat.

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Seeing this, the other girls rolled their eyes, came to Sloane Rees’s seat, and continued chattering away.

This time, they changed their previous demeanor, as if afraid Greg Jensen couldn’t hear them, and started mocking in a particularly loud voice, with a sarcastic tone.

Greg Jensen had initially ignored them, having already displeased them once, but as they spoke more and more offensively, his expression involuntarily darkened.

He took out a few melon seeds from the bag beside him and casually threw them out. The seeds, as if they had eyes, landed precisely on the girls.

“Why am I feeling a bit sleepy?”

“Hey, me too.”

“Maybe I didn’t sleep well last night, let’s sleep for a bit.”

The girls all felt sleepy, struggled to climb onto their bunks, and fell into a deep slumber on their beds.

Kiara Rees had been secretly watching Greg Jensen, including his action of throwing the melon seeds, and saw everything.

At that moment, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes, “How… how did you do that?”

Greg Jensen feigned ignorance, saying, “What do you mean, how did I do that?”

“Making them sleep?”

Kiara Rees, thinking of something and her face changing slightly with shock, said, “You… are you a Grandmaster?”

Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen was somewhat surprised and said, “You know about grandmasters?”

Kiara Rees, feeling embarrassed under his gaze, nodded and said softly, “The Dean Family has grandmasters too.”

“The Dean Family…”

Greg Jensen reflected carefully and remembered that when he had defeated Walter Locke, families with high martial prowess from all over the country had sent gifts, but it seemed that the Dean Family had not.

He didn’t think much of it, and since his abilities had been spotted, he simply smiled and said:

“It’s just a little trick. They were being too noisy, so getting them to be quiet for a while is for their own good.”

The things Sloane Rees and the others had said were not very respectful, and according to the rule “those who insult a grandmaster shall die,” making them shut up and stop offending Greg Jensen was indeed a good thing for them.

Realizing this, Kiara Rees quickly stood up, clumsily performed a courtesy of the martial community, and said, “Thank you, Grandmaster, for your generosity.”