What Comes Out of Tony Stark's Mouth Is Either Venom or Sulfuric Acid!

A helicopter carrying Richard slowly landed on the roof of the Malibu mansion.

Richard pushed open the cabin door and jumped down from the helicopter.

Swoosh~

The helipad slid apart to the left and right, revealing a staircase leading downward.

"Dr. Richard, please proceed to the reception room according to the voice prompts."

The male electronic voice in his ears made Richard chuckle.

It sounded seventy or eighty percent like Jarvis from the movies in his memory!

He walked down the stairs.

In no time at all, Richard arrived at a reception room.

Pushing the door open and walking in, he found someone was already sitting inside.

Richard looked closely and—oh, an acquaintance, and a colleague at that.

Stephen Strange!

It was not unexpected, either.

In terms of surgical skill, the only one in Presbyterian Hospital who could rival him was Strange.

But I am a surgical master of all trades!

Richard felt proud in his heart, but his face did not show it. Instead, he nodded and greeted Strange in a friendly manner.

Unexpectedly, the other man directly frowned, his expression extremely displeased.

He turned his head away at once, acting as if he did not see Richard.

Seeing this reaction, Richard was slightly stunned.

Oh my! Judging by his attitude, he harbors a deep-seated grievance against me!

Why? Did I steal his girlfriend?

That's not right!

As soon as Christine entered Presbyterian Hospital, she was relentlessly pursued by him until she was won over?!

Wait!

This fellow wouldn't be knowing that the flower has an owner yet still wanting to loosen the soil...

Or has he set his sights on my Christine?!

Damn it, no wonder his expression looked so ugly the moment he saw me.

Giving Stephen Strange a disdainful glance, Richard chose a seat neither too far nor too close to him.

Then, he took out his phone.

"Hey, darling~"

"Richard? Are you done?" Christine's surprised shout came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing Christine's voice, Stephen Strange's ears twitched, and he couldn't help turning his head slightly, casting a glance at Richard out of the corner of his eye.

Richard, who was also watching him out of the corner of his eye, instantly noticed his small movement.

So, he affected a sugary, spoiled tone and said wickedly.

"Darling, I miss you so much~"

"There is a saying in the East: 'Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns'..."

"I haven't seen you for a whole day, and I feel like time is passing so, so slowly~"

Greenpoint Apartments.

Christine, curled up at home playing video games, suffered a twitch of her hand and was directly headshot by her opponent.

She frowned in pain. Her boyfriend's sudden, cloying baby-talk felt sour, itchy, and irritating all over her body, giving her a strong urge to beat someone up!

"You, speak properly!"

Christine put down the controller, rubbed her arms hard, and shouted loudly.

On the other side, Richard had been observing Strange's reaction. Seeing him clench his fists and grind his teeth with a creaking sound, he couldn't help feeling immensely amused.

"Alright, alright, I just arrived at Tony Stark's villa. Isn't this just out of boredom~"

"So I'm calling to tease you."

An embarrassed and angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "If you talk to me like that again next time, see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Oh my, how hateful~" Richard added with a mischievous smile.

"Ahahaha! You're still doing it! Just wait until you get back, see if I don't beat you to death!" Christine's frantic voice came from the phone once again.

"Hehe, if you want to beat me, you'll have to wait until I get back. Besides, haven't I not gone back yet~" Richard chuckled.

"Humph~" A charming, soft hum came from the other end of the phone.

Imagining his girlfriend's little expression of rolling her eyes, Richard smiled with doting amusement.

Listening to the young couple bickering and making a long phone call, Stephen Strange was so jealous that his fists clenched and made creaking noises.

God is blind! How could Ms. Palmer fall for such a rascal!

At that moment, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

Pepper Potts walked in.

Tony Stark followed right behind.

Only, his image was rather sloppy right now, sporting a messy, bird's-nest head of hair and a pungent smell of iron filings.

Richard stood up and spoke softly to Christine.

"Chrissy, Tony Stark is here. We'll talk again when I get back."

With that, he hung up the phone and casually put it into his pants pocket.

Stephen Strange stood up as well.

Pepper's face wore a sincere apology.

"Two doctors, I'm very sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"This is Mr. Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries."

"I hope the two of you can conduct a comprehensive and detailed medical exam..."

"Alright, Pepper!"

Tony Stark impatiently waved his hand to cut Pepper off.

He sat down on a sofa, crossed his legs, and said lazily.

"Stephen Strange, top neurosurgeon..."

"Whoa!"

Tony Stark showed a surprised expression.

"Becoming a top surgical expert in your thirties, you truly are 'young and promising'~"

Stephen Strange subconsciously puffed out his chest.

"Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Stark."

Richard's cheeks puffed out, and he almost burst out laughing.

This fellow Tony really was sharp and venomous; what came out of his mouth was either venom or sulfuric acid~

Furthermore, his evolved hearing clearly caught the sound of Jarvis.

Clearly, Tony Stark was using the information Jarvis had dug up to mock Strange right after learning it.

Pepper's face showed some embarrassment.

"Tony!"

Tony Stark uninterestingly rolled his eyes and switched to crossing his other leg.

"Compared to being a doctor, Mr. Strange is actually more suited to being a businessman."

Strange was stunned upon hearing this: "Why would Mr. Stark say that?"

"Weren't your past clients all people of power and influence? Either some corporate director or billionaire..."

"Or some high-ranking government official, top brass in the military..."

"Tsk tsk, with these connections, you could sell a lump of shit and still sell it at the price of gold!"

Strange's face instantly flushed red.

Only then did he realize that Tony Stark had been ridiculing him all along.

Ever arrogant, when had he ever suffered this kind of grievance?

"Mr. Tony Stark, is this how you treat invited guests?"

Tony shrugged: "The person who invited you wasn't me~"

"You, very good!" With a dark face, Stephen Strange lifted his feet and left directly.

Richard inwardly curled his lip.

He felt somewhat disappointed in Stephen Strange.

At this stage in his life, he pursued fame and fortune far too much. Indeed, just as Tony Stark said, he was more suited to being a businessman.

To be mocked like this and yet not even dare to utter a harsh word...

Just like that, he sneaked away tail-between-his-legs?!

What are you afraid of? You are a dignified top surgical expert, could you ever run short of high-quality doctor-patient resources?

There are plenty of rich and powerful people in this world!

Miss one Tony Stark, and there are millions of Tony Osborns, Tony Pyms, and Tony Hammers!

Since Tony Stark caused trouble, Pepper had to clean up the mess for him.

Stephen Strange had been angered into leaving, and Pepper hurriedly chased after him for damage control.

"Mr. Strange, Mr. Stark has been suffering from insomnia, frequent nightmares, and low spirits lately, which is why he acted a bit out of sorts just now..."

Pepper's ceaseless, apologetic voice gradually faded into the distance.

Tony Stark fixed his gaze on Richard.