The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 8

As soon as she hung up the phone, Tessa turned her gaze toward Randall.

After Tessa's call, Randall figured out what was going on and said, "You want me to take care of Matthew, right? No problem. I'll find an opportunity to rough him up on Xavier's behalf. "What's more important right now is our partnership with the Carters. I have a contact at Wealthwave Group. We can go meet him tomorrow."

As Tessa nodded in agreement, she found Randall more likable the more she looked at him.

He understood her needs and proactively took action to address them. Moreover, Randall's connections were far-reaching, even extending to someone at Wealthwave Group. Matthew really paled compared to Randall.

She subsequently felt like leaving Matthew for Randall was the best decision she had ever made. As she thought of that, her mood suddenly brightened.

...

On the following day, after Matthew dropped Lorraine off at kindergarten, he made his way to Wealthwave Group.

Before leaving, Lillian had repeatedly reminded him to be more proactive and to sweet talk a little, saying that Rachel was a lovely young woman.

In order to appease Lillian, he had readily agreed to it.

Yet, deep down, he knew that it was impossible for him to do so. After all, Tessa had left him heartbroken, and he was hesitant to fully commit to another woman again.

He had no intention of going out of his way for Rachel.

As for marriage, he would leave it to fate.

...

Meanwhile, in the president's office of Wealthwave Group, a trace of unease momentarily marred Rachel's typically impassive demeanor.

It was as if a faint crack had appeared on the surface of a frozen pond.

"What should I do, Tracy? Matthew is such a lecherous man. When I first met him, he tried to undress me. And now, we're meeting up again. Although I'd rather not deal with this kind of person, I need something from him, so I can't just kick him out." Tracy was not only Rachel's secretary but also her best friend. She comforted Rachel, saying, "You should bear with it for now. If he tries anything funny, I'll give him the boot before you can blink!"

As she spoke, she waved her fist in a warning gesture, appearing quite ferocious.

Rachel felt a little more at ease and asked, "What kind of work are you going to

well, saying, "Since we're a pharmaceutical company, we don't have many positions that would suit a doctor. Maybe he could be your chauffeur?" Rachel's face twisted in revulsion. "Come on, I don't want to share a ride with him! What if he loses control while he's driving? Isn't that just inviting trouble for myself?" Tracy chuckled and said, "You're already an adult, yet you haven't even experienced what it's like to be with a man. How about taking this opportunity to have a bit of fun?" Rachel immediately blushed. "Oh, you!

a smile, "You can pretend all you want, but I can see right through you,

minx! You're the one

a bit and said, "Alright, alright, I'll drop it. Let's get back to

If not, you can simply take another car. You're the one who decides whether or not

a moment, Rachel nodded. "Alright, we'll go

eyes landed on the president's office. He proceeded toward it without hesitation. When he arrived at the door, he noticed that Rachel was completely engrossed in writing

alluring red lips. She appeared poised and professional, radiating even more confidence and beauty than the day before. After standing there for quite some time, Matthew was still unsure of how to break the

up by chance and spotted him. A brief look of surprise flickered across

taking a seat across from Rachel,

with a flattering remark, saying, "You look

further. "Is

drifted involuntarily to her chest, briefly fixating on

a scoundrel with wandering eyes. "Where do you think you're

the last misunderstanding, instinctively glanced at

shirt again. The fabric strained against her curves; the buttons seemed ready

but perhaps you should consider wearing something else besides shirts. Sometimes things that are too... well-endowed...

Matthew realized she had misunderstood him again,

better, I can't just sit around doing

her anger and replied curtly, "You'll be my chauffeur.

she gently pushed them toward Matthew, sliding them

keys were about to slide off the desk, Matthew

the keys. She scoffed and said, "It's in the underground parking lot on

waved her hand dismissively, wishing that Matthew would hurry

When he reached the doorway, he looked back and reminded her, "You're really too well-endowed; it's not ideal for wearing

bosom rising and falling with each

walked in, she asked, "What's going on

that my... is too big! And he

uncertainty, "Well, it does look... bigger again. How did you do