The Great Medical Saint

Anthony leaned closer. "Rest assured, Mr. Hobbes Senior. If anyone dares to mess with Hayden, I'll wipe out his family."

After saying that, Anthony grabbed a bizarre saber and took off. The way he carried himself was as though he was ready for bloodshed in Lambda City. The sight was pretty awe-inspiring. Wallace was happy with Anthony's attitude. He was glad that he had Anthony as his apprentice.

In the doorway, Anthony suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to say, "If I kill someone, it's going to lead to chaos and retaliation, Mr. Hobbes Senior. Lambda City will become pretty dangerous.

"If Hayden keeps hanging around, I'm worried he might be in danger. I hope he can return before I get there to make sure he's safe."

Wallace nodded. "Good call. I'll call Hayden right now."

Anthony nodded. "With that settled, I can go ahead and take care of the killing without worry." With that, Anthony turned and left.

The following day, the sky over Lambda City was smothered in heavy clouds. The wind howled relentlessly, shrouding everything in darkness.

...

At Lambda Villa, Antony frowned upon seeing Hayden. "Why are you still here? Didn't Mr. Hobbes Senior call you?"

Hayden's face was so puffy that he looked like a pig. His eyes could barely open. "Grandpa called. Even though I said yes, I didn't go back."

Anthony sighed. "I get what you're thinking. You want to witness that chauffeur's death in person, right?"

Hayden raised a thumb. "You're the best, Anthony. You know what's on my mind, but Grandpa couldn't care less about my feelings."

Anthony scanned his surroundings. "This is a nice spot. Since you haven't left, try to get that guy to come here. I'll kill him right in front of you. How does that sound?" Hayden gave Anthony a fist bump. "That's a great idea. I'll get someone to contact him right away."

Matthew and Rachel were in the president's office at Wealthwave Group. Seeing the familiar white shirt gave him nostalgia.

...

"Why are you still wearing that shirt? What if the buttons pop open?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at Matthew. "Relax. I made sure the buttons are secure. They won't come off."

With a hint of regret, Matthew commented, "What a pity."

Rachel glared at Matthew and grunted. "I knew you were up for something bad."

Rachel had her hair down that day and was wearing a white shirt and a black skirt. Her voluptuous chest, slim waist, and curvy hips showcased her amazing figure. Looking at Rachel, Matthew seemed to be mesmerized. He flashed a smile and inched closer. "You're putting in a lot of effort at work. How about a quick massage?" As Matthew spoke, he moved to Rachel's back. Placing his hands on her shoulder, he began to gently massage her.

Rachel moaned and complained softly, "You're applying too much pressure."

Matthew chuckled. "I didn't press too hard. Your shoulders are just in bad shape. The pain indicates a problem. I'll give you a good massage, and you'll feel better soon."

Rachel furrowed her brows. "I don't

believe you, Last time, when you

said I need a

said I need a man to improve my health, took it seriously. I did

nothing about it for a long time and

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nothing went wrong with net

body."

Matthew responded with a smile, "Didn't I help you out once at the valley? You probably noticed how much better you felt, and your mood

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must have improved a lot. Didn't you feel happier? I'm sure you experienced all the benefits

Rachel looked back on those days and realized Matthew might have had a point. Back then, she was full of energy and kept smiling all the time. Tracy even mentioned that she seemed like a completely different person.

"You're not just messing with me, are you?"

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Matthew gently pressed Rachel's shoulders, and his hand slipped toward her collar. "As a doctor, I take my work seriously. I wouldn't joke around with something like this."

Rachel suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Matthew's. "What are you doing?"

Matthew giggled. "I've noticed you've been feeling down again lately. I just wanted to get you back on track."

Rachel felt like her body was heating up. "Stop. You can't do this."

It seemed like Rachel's tone wasn't as firm as before.

Matthew was secretly delighted. "Why not? Last time, you took the lead, so now it's my turn. By the way, you've been looking pretty good lately."

Just then, someone yelled form the door, "Oh no! Sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt."

Turning over, Rachel saw Tracy covering her eyes and turning away. Feeling embarrassed, Rachel quickly distanced herself from Matthew and tried to explain everything to Tracy. "You got the wrong idea. Matthew was just giving me a massage. It's part of traditional medicine. You know, it helps with fatigue."noveldrama

"I was finally getting somewhere, and we got interrupted," Matthew thought regrettably.