The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 579

Wyatt made fun of Matthew for not being able to get into Arcadia, knowing he'd just been promoted from hired muscle to vice president. In essence, Matthew was still just a thug to him.

Hired muscle didn't belong to a place like Arcadia. Even Wyatt's status alone wasn't enough to enter. He could only come in because of his connections. As for Matthew, he didn't even deserve to get in.

Matthew coldly said, "I'm inside Arcadia. Where do you expect me to meet you?"

What? Wyatt was taken aback. "Did you just say you're in Arcadia? How did you come in?"

Matthew snapped. "I just flew in here. Where are you? I'll come to find you."

Wyatt grunted. "Fine. Since you're here, I'll tell you my location. Just so you know, getting in doesn't mean you'll get what you want. Don't get your hopes up. Bigger hopes lead to bigger letdowns."

Matthew couldn't be bothered to bicker on this. He just wanted to see Wyatt to get the formula back, so he asked again, "Where can I find you?"

Wyatt snickered. "Since you're adamant about coming, meet me at Room 408 on the fourth floor."

With that, Matthew ended the call. After hanging up, Matthew turned to Jerome and said, "I've got things to take care of today. After I'm done, I'll treat your condition."

that had been haunting him for so long.

classmate. She

to look away from her. Besides

was named Elvira

floor, the way she leaned down to grab it would expose her cleavage. To

a few glimpses of her chest.

a classmate whose dad was the director

a valuable lesson-that it took money

to the limit to climb the corporate ladder and make lots of money and used that money and power to make up for the regrets of his youth. That explained why he

drinking, sports car, and traveling. The only thing he enjoyed was the company of women in their 20s. Unfortunately, the bionic genitalia was a

impotence. At this point, his dream finally came true when he unexpectedly met a legendary

off on the treatment. "The treatment fee will be ten million dollars, Dr. Grant.

Matthew furrowed his brows. "I get that you've loaded, but

Lance that Austin

that Matthew didn't

know that you're used to handling big clients, D Grant. If you think my offer is low, I'm happy to pay more. I need your help to get me treated. I'm begging you. My future happiness