The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 355

Rachel gritted her teeth, refusing to admit anything. "I was just working. Don't think too much. Maybe Matthew accidentally locked the door."

Tracy glanced at Matthew and couldn't help but mutter, "Just by looking at him, I know he's up to no good. He must have ulterior motives."

She didn't mean to pry, but she felt that Rachel's behavior had changed so much that she suspected Matthew might be threatening the latter.

She walked up to Rachel. "I'm just worried about you."

Rachel blushed and replied, "I'm fine."

Tracy noticed Rachel's disheveled hair and reached out to help tidy it. As she smoothed it down, she suddenly felt something sticky on her hand.

Frowning, she sniffed her hand. "What's on your hair? Did you put some lotion on it? But this smell is a bit off; it smells fishy."

Rachel shot Matthew a glare, then pretended not to know. "I have no idea."

Tracy made a face of disgust. "Ugh! Whatever it is, you should go wash it out."

As she spoke, she pulled a few tissues from the box and wiped her hands.

She then walked over to the trash can, stepped on the pedal to open the lid, and was about to throw the tissues inside.

That was when she saw a bunch of crumpled tissues inside, some of which were also sticky.

She froze…

Then, with a red face, she ran out of the office and straight to the washroom to wash her hands.

Under her breath, she cursed, "Shameless pervert… What an animal!"

Back in the office, Rachel's face was flushed as she said, "It's all your fault. You embarrassed me in front of my best friend."

Matthew was somewhat speechless. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way either. He smiled and replied, "Well, weren't you supposed to meet someone for business? Let's go."

Rachel knew that Matthew was trying to avoid Tracy, so she said, "Let's leave immediately."

Matthew just grinned and followed her upstairs.

The top floor of Antler Tower featured a small garden with a small bridge, a flowing stream, artificial hills, and lush greenery. It felt like stepping into nature—it was a peaceful oasis amidst the bustling city.

As Matthew accompanied Rachel inside, he found it hard to believe. A rooftop garden was usually off-limits.

But not only had it been built, it had also been crafted extremely delicately. It seemed like this person was not only wealthy but must also have a formidable background.

A server led the way. As they walked around an artificial hill, they saw a pavilion in the garden with seats inside.

A young man in his 20s was sitting there.

Rachel lowered her voice and whispered to Matthew, "That's Isaac Wood, the heir of Antler Group. Their family is very mysterious, and I heard their background is terrifying. Be mindful of your words when we meet later."

Matthew replied indifferently, "I won't speak. You just focus on discussing business with him."