"A company suddenly stopped selling our medicine. I'll have to pay them a visit personally. I want you to drive."
Matthew frowned. "I thought you knew how to drive."
Looking grim, Rachel replied, "I don't know why, but I feel like things haven't been going well for me since I started manufacturing traditional medicine. I'll feel uneasy if you're not coming with me."
Matthew sauntered up to her and chuckled. "You can't live without me now, can you?"
Flushing, Rachel chided, "I mean it!"
She had come to a point where she always subconsciously thought of Matthew whenever she encountered an issue.
And Matthew's recklessness really did amuse her sometimes, like how he failed to find the spider earlier.
Rachel only got angry because she was worried that her image would be ruined if any of her employees came across what Matthew did in the office earlier. She wasn't angry at him for taking advantage of her.
Even she was amazed by this fact alone.
"Alright, then. Let's go now," Matthew answered after contemplating for a while.
…
At the building's entrance, Tessa told the guard, "I'm looking for your president, Rachel."
The guard smiled and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"
Tessa shook her head. "No."
"In that case, I can't let you in. I'm sorry," the guard said, shaking his head.
Tessa stated, "Just tell her that Tessa's looking for her."
The guard shook his head again. "Regardless of who you are, you can't enter without an appointment."
Tessa seemed slightly abashed. She had hoped to pressure Matthew into giving her her share of the ten billion dollars he possessed through Rachel, but she couldn't even meet Rachel at all.
Thus, she had no choice but to wait at the entrance.
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