The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 307

Of course, Rachel had to pull out the big guns.

Malcolm's eyes lit up. Rachel really turned up the heat. She must have been ready to go all out. However, Malcolm regained his composure and played dumb.

"What are you saying, Rachel? I'd never let anything happen to you. You're my niece."

Rachel responded in resignation. "This is really not cool, Uncle Malcolm. If you don't give me the bodyguards, I can't even protect myself. That's as good as taking my life. If you keep this up, I won't hold back either." Malcolm decided to keep up the act. "You've got the wrong idea, Rachel. That's not what I meant. Anyways, the bodyguards are all men, so you wouldn't be able to manage them as a woman.

"I'll take care of them for now until they get to know you. After that, I'll turn them over to you."

Rachel's demeanor turned colder as she slowly got up. "If the bodyguards can't protect them, what's the use of them, Uncle Malcolm? I'm disbanding the bodyguard team."

When Rachel finished her sentence, Jared, the HR manager, walked in with the finance manager. Rachel waved her hand and said, "Come with me to fire a few people."

After she finished speaking, Rachel led the two people out of the office. Malcolm freaked out. "Have you lost it, Rachel?"

It had dorms, a gym, an equipment room with all the equipment a martial artist needed, and many other facilities. Right then,

taken aback for a moment but soon returned to what they

Malcolm was pretty satisfied with it and nodded in approval. All those years

a notebook from the HR manager. "You're fired, Jacob Rivera. Head

and a baton stepped forward. "What's the

doing your job as a bodyguard. As the

Malcolm, Jacob dismissively said, "We're under Mr. Carter. You don't get to decide who stays or goes." With a grim expression, Rachel added, "Feel free to stay. But if you get paid next month, I'll consider it my defeat." Jacob looked at Malcolm, seemingly asking what to do next. Malcolm gestured with his hand, showing

with his baton. You're really forcing my hand here, Mrs. Carter. If you're going to push me, I won't make it easy for yott

a step back. "What are

"Teaching you

the door. "You better not even think about laying your hand

and immediately rushed over to hide

and they didn't meddle in the

at Rachel.