The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 2

Now that Fred had managed to find a way to address two issues simultaneously, a broad grin spread across his face.

As he settled back into the car, he instructed the chauffeur, "Step on it! Return to the company at once!"

With Rachel's secretary, Tracy Lauder, leading the way, Tessa made her way into the president's office at Wealthwave Group.

As soon as she laid eyes on Rachel, she was completely awestruck.

With eyebrows resembling delicate crescents, skin like smooth marble, a figure that turned heads, and a beauty that could launch a thousand ships, Rachel still carried herself with an air of icy detachment. She radiated a serene and ethereal grace, like an ice queen. She seemed untouched by earthly impurities and held herself with an air of dignified detachment.

Tessa often thought of herself as a woman with both beauty and status as the president of a company, and she even took pride in it.

Yet, Rachel eclipsed her in youthfulness, affluence, and physical allure.

For the first time in her life, Tessa was overcome with a feeling of inferiority and shame.

When Rachel noticed Tessa's silence, she reminded her, "You only have ten minutes, so please get straight to the details of your project." After realizing that she had spaced out, Tessa quickly said, "I'm so sorry, Ms. Carter. Allow me to introduce myself. I am—"

Before she could even finish her sentence, the phone on the desk abruptly rang.

Rachel picked up the phone, gestured for Tessa to be quiet, and then answered the call, "Hey, Grandpa! Did you get to meet the doctor?" Fred had planned to wait until they could meet, but the urgency of the situation had compelled him to call Rachel.

"Rae! You've got to drop everything you're doing immediately. There's a life-or-death situation for both of us. You're the only one who can handle this!"

As soon as she heard that, Rachel realized the urgency of the matter. She jumped to her feet and walked toward the door while speaking on the phone. "Grandpa, I'm making my way to the elevator now. I'll be on my way to you soon. Please tell me exactly what you need me to do."

Fred cut to the chase and said, "I've found a promising young man for you! At this moment, he's single. You should go meet him as soon as possible. It would be ideal if you could get engaged with him right off the bat." Get engaged?

Rachel was instantly taken aback. "You've randomly found a guy and want me to get engaged to him? Isn't that too rash? You shouldn't worry too much about your illness, Grandpa. We'll definitely find a way to cure it. "And you don't have to worry about me. I'll definitely find a boyfriend soon. Everything will eventually work out." She assumed Fred was preparing for his passing, so she patiently comforted him.

At the same time, it dawned on Fred that Rachel had misunderstood his intentions.

When he had realized that Matthew was unfazed by his offer of a billion dollars-a display of composure few could muster-he had understood that Matthew was far from ordinary.

At that moment, the most important thing was that Fred didn't want to die. Although he knew that he wouldn't live much longer at his age, he still didn't want to die so quickly. Besides, the Carter family was beset by internal strife. None of Fred's scions possessed the ability to manage Wealthwave Group, yet they all desired to monopolize it.

If Fred were to pass away, Rachel would definitely not be able to withstand the external pressure. As a result, Wealthwave Group would undoubtedly collapse.

intuition has always been spot-on. "I've built our business empire from nothing to where it is now, amassing billions of dollars in assets. So, it's clear that my judgment has never faltered. Please do me this favor, Rae! I'm begging

After all, Fred had always been a man of immense

would rather have sold cheap soda

from selling soda as capital, he had gradually expanded and strengthened his

from others. He had always lived his life

moment, he was actually pleading with her, his

and trembling voice, she said, "Please don't say that, Grandpa. I'll do as you say. I'll get engaged to whoever you decide, alright?" Meanwhile, Tessa was dumbfounded as she watched Rachel leave the office. She had begged her friend to arrange an appointment with Rachel, and it had taken ten days to get this opportunity.

Tracy walked in and said, "Ms. Carter is currently unavailable.

even gotten to the point of my visit!

Carter leave so suddenly?"

displeasure, she coldly retorted, "Is Ms. Carter obligated to explain herself to you? Please don't get ahead of yourself. It's best if you know your place!" Although Tessa felt utterly humiliated by Tessa's remarks, she didn't dare talk back. After all, Tracy wasn't a mere ordinary secretary-she was the secretary of Wealthwave Group's president.

with a smile. "Please forgive my rudeness and impatience. I've clearly spoken out of turn. May I ask

"You'll need

it had taken her ten days to secure this appointment, the

another appointment then. Apologies for the inconvenience. Have a good day." After saying that, she immediately

...

after three years away, he was

a few familiar faces and tried to greet them,

had remained unchanged and its inhabitants were still the same,

seeing familiar faces again, he refrained from offering greetings, choosing

doorstep, he

him as he stared at his house, questioning if it was still his

was also shattered furniture scattered across

he went home, he would habitually go to the faucet to wash his hands. At that moment, he saw that it had been completely

robbers had ransacked his

Lambert and Stanley Grant, were nowhere to be

anxiety washed over Matthew, and he shouted in a panicked

long, the door creaked open, revealing two figures with graying hair. When they saw Matthew, they hurried toward him with excitement, exclaiming, "You're finally back, Matt!" Meanwhile, Matthew was

hair. Yet now

aged a decade during the time he had been

fell to his knees, saying, "Mom, Dad, I've

Get up quickly. It's

so much weight! Are you hungry? I'll go whip up some delicious

Lillian's hand and said, "I'm not hungry, Mom. Where's Lori?