The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 80

The employees were getting closer, but Matthew kept talking about it.

Rachel knew Matthew was doing it on purpose. Furious, she clenched her teeth and hurriedly left.

She didn't want to be around him anymore. If he were to spout nonsense again, it would ruin her reputation.

Most men were careful with their words around Rachel because of her cold demeanor, but Matthew just said whatever he wanted.

Matthew watched as Rachel sashayed away. His eyes were glued to her receding figure, unable to look away.

Eventually, the female employees walked by and saw Matthew staring at Rachel in a daze. They disdainfully looked at him and whispered among themselves as they walked away.

"Is he an employee here? I can't believe he dares to stare at Ms. Carter like that."

"He's got a lot of nerve, gaping at her like that. Isn't he afraid of getting fired?"

Hearing their discussions, Matthew withdrew his gaze.

After three years without being around women, he really couldn't handle himself when he laid eyes on someone as beautiful as Rachel. He was inadvertently drawn to her.

Unfortunately, all Matthew could do was look at Rachel. The temptation was akin to torture, like a child being teased with candy. He could smell it but not taste it.

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After arriving at the basement parking lot, Rachel got into the car.

Matthew sat in the driver's seat and asked, "Where are we going?"

Rachel seemed to be upset about what had happened and ignored Matthew. After a while, however, she realized she had to say something or she wouldn't be going anywhere.

"Opulent Club. Jeffrey wants to meet me there for a business deal."

Jeffrey? Hearing this name, Matthew felt uneasy and decided to warn Rachel, "I think he's up to something."

Rachel rolled her eyes at Matthew. Even though she looked upset, she exuded a captivating charm. "Why do you think I called you in the first place?"

"It is said that no one has entered the fifth floor yet, let alone the subsequent floors."

Matthew clicked his tongue. "It's just a gimmick."

Rachel sternly said, "I'm being serious. Besides, I can only enter the second floor myself. Grandpa visited the third floor and spent a million there. He said it was totally worth it.

"He's eager to reach the fourth floor, but he's not eligible. I can't even imagine what's on the fourth floor."

Matthew was taken aback by her words. "Does that mean the ninth floor is even pricier?"

Rachel shook her head. "Forget about the ninth floor. They say no one is allowed up there."

Matthew was at a loss for words. All these rules and mysteries for a club? It merely felt like a gimmick to draw attention.

"Even if it was free to enter, I wouldn't go—much less spend money here," Matthew remarked.

Rachel shook her head. She used to think that too, but she realized it was worth the money after visiting the second floor.