Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

The bustling staff room suddenly fell silent as everyone turned toward the entrance.

At that moment, a well–dressed man walked in.

Tyler grumbled angrily, “The logistics manager isn’t hiring, nobody’s on duty in the office, and there’s no one to answer my phone call. I have to personally come here just to call for a chauffeur! Where are they?”

This was the staff room of the logistics department, rarely visited by executives. Tyler’s presence brought an unusual hush to the room.

Zachary gently nudged Matthew. He quietly reminded him, “Aren’t you the chauffeur? Hurry up, it looks like a task for

you.”

Matthew recognized Tyler. He was the man who had escorted Rachel to a meeting that night. He was also the same man who had rudely kicked him out of the house.

He silently shook his head because he didn’t intend to drive him around.

Scanning the room, Tyler noticed Matthew. He demanded, “Hey you, the chauffeur. What are you waiting for? Can’t you see that a manager needs to go out on business? You useless fool! Get the car ready and drive me to meet a client!”

Matthew’s face darkened instantly. This man was so disrespectful, daring to insult people so blatantly.

Matthew was furious as he questioned, “How dare you speak like that?”

Tyler raised an eyebrow and responded, “What, you got a problem? Don’t you know your place? You’re just a chauffeur

a driver. You’ll lose your job immediately if I want to dismiss you! If you want to keep your job, then get the car ready now!”

Matthew said coldly, “Looking down on drivers, aren’t you? Why don’t you drive yourself then?”

Tyler flushed with anger, glaring at Matthew in front of the many other staff members. A mere driver dared to challenge him.

“Are you really trying to lose your job?”

Matthew shrugged. “You can think whatever you’d like.”

“Fine. I’m calling the HR manager right now,” Tyler said as he took out his phone.

He continued, “Hello, Mr. Davis? It’s Tyler. There’s a new chauffeur here, but I don’t know his name. I instructed him

to drive me but he refused. I suggest we fire him immediately!” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

This was the first time Jared had heard such a thing. He asked, “Where are you? I’m coming over right now.”

Tyler quickly gave him the location. “I’m in the logistics department’s staff room. Hurry up! I’ll wait for you.”

Ending the call, Tyler pointed at Matthew and said, “Just wait. Mr. Davis is coming right now.”

Matthew responded coldly, “I’ll wait. No matter who comes, I won’t drive you.”

The other staff members were stunned. Everyone in this room was a low–ranking employee, so they wouldn’t hesitate to show respect to their superiors.

Even if they disliked Tyler’s attitude, they dared not speak up in defiance.

Even if they were insulted, no one dared to talk back.

but this new guy was actually standing up to Tyler. Some were worried, while others glared at Tyler in resentment.

Zachary was very concerned. He nudged Matthew and reminded him in a low voice, “Hey, don’t go against him. We’re low–ranking employees. If this escalates, we’ll be the ones who suffer. Just listen to him so that you can keep your job.”

Matthew patted Zachary on the shoulder. He said, “Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.”

Zachary shook his head slightly. How could it be fine? If Jared came down, firing an employee was a piece of cake.

There was the sound of hasty footsteps at the door.

Soon, a man in his

aos walked in.

Tyler approached him and said, “Mr. Davis, it’s that chauffeur over there he’s new. I asked him to drive me, but he refused. You must fire him.”

Jared nodded. Then, he walked over to Matthew and asked, “Mr. Hill told you to drive him, and you refused?”

Matthew nodded. “Yes, I have other tasks to do. Why shouldn’t I refuse?”

Jared was angry as he told him off, “As a chauffeur, when a manager asks you to drive, what right do you have to refuse? Do you think you have that privilege?”

Matthew replied calmly, “Ms. Carter told me to wait for her as she needs the car. I’m adhering to her instructions, so why do I have to follow his?”

Jared’s expression instantly changed. He asked, “Which Ms. Carter?”

Matthew said clearly, “Rachel!”