The Great Medical Saint

Since their first intimate moment, every time Matthew flirted, Rachel would pretend to be mad. But deep down, she was excited and thrilled. It felt like every cell in her body was tingling with electricity by his lines.

Right then, Rachel even felt a sense of happiness about being a woman.

Smiling, Matthew trailed behind her. "Take it easy. Wait up for me. Are you in such a hurry to get back?"

Rachel started picking up her pace.

In a car parked by the curb, Wyatt turned to the woman sitting in the backseat. "Could you fill him in on what happened, Ms. Goodwin?"

Sasha Goodwin coldly replied, "Weren't you on the phone reporting the matter when we were in the room?"

Wyatt smiled bitterly. "I was just dealing with Rachel. The boss needs to hear it from you directly."

Sasha's expression eased up a little. "I thought you had forgotten about me. At least you know your place. But does he really need to get involved in something this trivial?"

Wyatt earnestly responded, "I believe it's worth letting him know. If he's in a bad mood, he might just lash out, but that's not a big deal. I couldn't imagine what would happen if we took matters into our own hands and failed. You're his favorite, but I'll be in trouble."

Sasha smirked as she pulled out her phone. She scrolled to a contact named "Hubby" and hit call. After some time, the call went through.

Sasha immediately switched to a cutesy voice. "Things went south earlier. Mr. Thomson was scared stiff when he faced them. On top of that, Wyatt was slapped twice."

Upon hearing Sasha's words, Wyatt felt embarrassed. He felt a surge of hatred in his heart. He hated Matthew but resented Patrick even more. He swore that he wouldn't let that slide.

The line went quiet. After a while, the person on the other end said, "If an aggressive approach doesn't work, then you'll need to try something professional. There's no way we're giving them the formula."

Sasha added, "The vice president of Wealthwave Group wants to see you. Are you going to meet him?"

A snide chuckle came from the

phone. "Who does he think he is? He isn't worth my time. Forget about him. Even Rachel wants to see me, but that'll depend on my mood send someone else to meet up with him."

At Opulent Club, Theo stood by the window, taking in the scene of pedestrians and traffic outside. It felt so new and fresh to him.

Sebastian held a glass of water next to Theo. "You're still recovering, so you can't stand for too long, Dad. Have some water and go lie down for a bit."

However, Theo snapped, "Shut up, you fool! I've had enough of lying around for months. As long as I'm still breathing, I refuse to lie down. Get the hint!"

With a frown, Sebastian thought about how Theo used to be kind and gentle. Theo had never yelled at Sebastian growing up. But these days, Theo was like a fuse. He would blow up at the drop of a hat.

Sebastian cleared his throat before saying, "I'm just looking out for you, Dad."

Theo snapped, "If you're looking out for me, then just let me stand here a bit longer. By the way, since the house was taken down, Infinity Pill Formula is still buried in the

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bathroom, so you should hurry...

"Forget about that. You're such a loser. It's no point sending you back to retrievenoveldrama

Infinity Pill Formula. Just contact Mr. Grant instead."

Sebastian felt awful after being

called useless by Theo for the first

time in his life. But Theo was right Even though Craig was dead, he still had two younger brothers. They

were the real trouble in

town.

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If Sebastian went back to town, Craig's younger brothers might beat him to death. Theo's suggestion to reach out to Matthew was the safest measure.

Sebastian took out his phone and dialed Matthew's number. But after waiting for a long time, no one picked it up.

His expression turned worried. "He's not picking up my call, Dad. What do I do?"