The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 6

Wait a minute. Did Albert just say he had come to pick up Matthew?

Tessa was in utter disbelief. There were more than a dozen luxury cars present, and the first car alone was worth over ten million dollars.

She had never ridden in such a luxurious car before. Yet, Matthew, a mere ex-convict and a man she had recently dumped, was being picked up in such a luxurious car!

Just what had he done to deserve such special treatment?

It had to be a mistake!

From the comfort of the car, she gestured toward Matthew on the roadside and said to Albert, "Are you sure about that? Take a good look at him. He's dressed like that and even has to hail a cab to get around. How could you possibly be here to pick him up? There must be a mistake! You must be here for me!"

Albert furrowed his brow at Tessa's rambling. After all, he had indeed been sent here to pick up a man. And he certainly wasn't there to pick up this woman.

Glancing at Matthew, Albert approached him and asked politely, "Excuse me, sir. Are you perhaps Mr. Matthew Grant?"

With a dubious look, Matthew nodded and said, "Yes, I'm Matthew Grant."

Albert was delighted that he had finally found the right person. "Good day, Mr. Grant. I'm here to pick you up."

Pick him up?

A wave of confusion washed over Matthew. After all, only Lillian and Stanley knew about his divorce, and he hadn't told anyone else about it.

But now, a motorcade of luxury cars had unexpectedly pulled up, claiming to be there to pick him up.

Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, he asked, "Who asked you to pick me up?"

Albert explained with a smile, "We're here on behalf of Mr. Carter."

Mr. Carter? After some thought, Matthew remembered that the only "Mr. Carter" he knew was Fred.

At that moment, it dawned on him that Fred must have sought him for his medical expertise and tracked down his whereabouts.

A sense of displeasure washed over him at this thought. After all, he disliked people prying into his private life.

He felt compelled to issue a warning to Fred as soon as he met him, so he said, "Alright, take me to Mr. Carter then. And make it quick; I've got other commitments today."

After Albert hummed in agreement and was about to invite Matthew into the car, he suddenly recalled that Tessa was inside.

He hurriedly shooed her away. "Why are you still in the car? Get out now, or I'll have to drag you out myself!"

from the shock. She couldn't wrap her head around the idea that such a lavish and

up? And why

been some

it possible it's someone else with the same name? Did you guys mix him up with someone else?" Passersby were becoming increasingly drawn to

by Tessa's questions. "Who are you to meddle in Mr. Carter's affairs? Mr. Grant is

of the car immediately. You're holding me up from picking up our guest. I'll be forced

the hotel and was awaiting Matthew's arrival for the arranged blind date.

such disrespectful treatment and

idea

upset. You might have really made a mistake. I'm the president of Evergreen

his patience and roared, "You've left me no choice. If you don't get out now,

looking as if he were about to forcibly remove Tessa from

car and ran a few feet away. When she realized that Albert

way to Matthew, offered a courteous bow, and extended a hand toward the car, saying respectfully, "After you, Mr.

a sound of agreement and got into

Matthew getting into the car at the head of the procession of luxury cars, she felt

of the car, while Matthew had been courteously

wasn't aware of? If not,

speculation, each having their own take

would have thought that he'd have luxury cars picking him up? She even tried to get in

who travels in that kind of car is undoubtedly wealthy.

pale with embarrassment. She felt utterly

car unceremoniously, with so many people watching to boot. She was so mortified

doubt her decision and questioned whether she

that, the Koenigsegg

chilling glance at Tessa,

A new

eyes snapped open with a determined glint

immediately stepped on the accelerator, causing

sped away at an impressive speed. One after another,

cloud of dust kicked

to the side of the road. By the time the dust

onlookers regarded Tessa with peculiar expressions. They were

stares of the onlookers, who were gawking at her like she

a pristine blue Porsche pulled up and stopped at

pick you up." Tessa

to the Koenigsegg that had picked up Matthew. It wouldn't even cover the cost of one of the Koenigsegg's tires. She couldn't care less anymore. If only Randall had arrived earlier, she wouldn't have had to experience such a humiliating

angrily, "Why are

"There was this whole motorcade that