The Great Medical Saint

Rachel's brows were furrowed tightly. "One of the shareholders who's supposed to be working with us on the production of the new medication wants to pull out. Hurry up and bring the car over so that we can go check out what's wrong." Matthew scratched his head. "I can't bring the car over."

Rachel was confused by that. "Is it out of gas?"

He cleared his throat. "Uh, no."

She only became more impatient when she saw him hesitating. "Did you lose the keys? That's fine. I have a spare set in my drawer."

He sighed. "The car's destroyed."

This stunned Rachel. She stared at him anxiously and asked, "Did you get into an accident? Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"

She felt his arms before prodding him in the chest, seemingly checking to see if he was okay. This warmed Matthew.

The car had been expensive, but she hadn't asked how badly damaged it was. Her first reaction had been to check whether he was fine. It touched him.

"I'm fine. It's just that the car's destroyed."

Rachel patted her chest in relief, and she did it a little stronger than she usually would. It made her breasts juggle a bit, which made Matthew's mouth go dry. His fingers twitched, and he was close to doing something. Rachel noticed the hungry look in his eyes, and she huffed. "Can you... not act like that? I'm worried about you, but here you are, thinking of taking advantage of me..."Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Matthew blushed. "I... Well, I... You did make quite a big movement."

"Why, you-" Rachel flushed as well. Then, she said huffily, "That car cost 100 thousand dollars. I'll deduct it from your salary."

Matthew wasn't happy about that. "Hey, don't do that. How much can a driver like me earn? I need that money to put food on the table, you know. How about I... compensate you with my body?"

She didn't get what he meant. "How are you gonna do that?"

Matthew's face was red as he explained, "I'll use my body to repay the amount I owe you, but we have to set a price for each time.

"It's negotiable, but I have to make it clear that I won't do it for less than a thousand dollars each time."

Rachel gnashed her teeth as her face burned. He was such a pervert! In the past, he'd talked about her being short of a man and that she needed to sleep with a man to be rid of her health problems. Now, he was talking about using his body to pay off his debts. He even wanted her to pay him for it! He was shameless!

At her silence, Matthew chuckled and said, "As the president of a company, you might think a thousand dollars each time isn't befitting of your status.

"If that's the case, I can raise the price to 2,000 dollars a night! That would make me a lot happier, too, of course."

Rachel couldn't take it anymore. She turned around and headed back into the building: For some reason, even though she knew Matthew was just teasing her, she couldn't help feeling a little happy. Her body felt a little warm too.

She found it hard to believe she was acting like this. She secretly told herself off for being a shameless hussy.

Matthew followed her, fixing his gaze on her perky ass. It was a delectable sight.

Rachel returned to her office and

collected another set of car keys. She threw it at Matthew and said, "Drive this one for now and be careful this time. The other car was insured, so there won't be much of a loss. You don't need to worry about the money."

Matthew was a little disappointed to hear that. Still, he smiled and said, "I'm absolutely willing to repay you with my body, no matter how much it costs! I can just repay you a few more times to make it up to you. "From now on, you'll be my debtor. You can call me whenever you want me to pay off my debt. I'll be at your beck and call, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Rachel saw Tracy approaching them. She lowered her voice and snapped, "Stop that nonsense and keep your mouth shut!"

Tracy had heard the last few

sentences Matthew had uttered.

Without even thinking about it, she asked, "What do you owe Rae? She's shy and isn't the type to collect what's owed to her, so I'll do it on her behalf. Come on, tell me how much you owe her!"