The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 212

Sitting in the car, Rachel was bubbling with excitement. "That's easy. How come I didn't know Wealthwave Group owns Goldsotre Warehouse?"

Matthew smiled and replied, "Right now, it doesn't belong to Wealthwave Group yet. You'll have to pay me 10 million dollars for it to be under Wealthwave Group."

Rachel was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Matthew chuckled. "That's because it's my warehouse."

"Your warehouse?" Rachel asked in confusion.

She then flashed him a radiant smile, and her breathtaking beauty lit up the atmosphere. Abandoning her typical cold demeanor, she playfully grinned and asked, "Isn't 10 million dollars too much? How about five million dollars?"

Matthew glared. "Nice try, but I won't settle for less than 10 million dollars. Just those herbs alone are worth tens of millions of dollars. For 10 million dollars, you're also getting the warehouse. It's a steal."

It wasn't like he needed 10 million dollars. He could easily earn 300 million dollars from Austin for one round of treatment. That kind of money was insignificant to him.

Matthew just enjoyed bantering with Rachel. Teasing her every now and then was quite entertaining.

Rachel furrowed her brows. Since she had just transferred 50 million dollars to Austin, she was a bit low on cash.

She looked at Matthew and fawningly said, "I pay you about 10 thousand dollars a month, Matthew. That's plenty for you. Don't charge me for the warehouse..."

Matthew shook his head. "Do you think you can keep a man with just 10 thousand dollars a month? What are you thinking?"

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Don't put it like that. What do you mean by keeping a man? We're engaged, aren't we? We're on our way to getting married."

Matthew sighed. "You can't trust what women say."

"You idiot." Annoyed, Rachel fixed her captivating gaze on Matthew. "You have more money than you can spend. Since you don't smoke or drink, isn't 10 thousand dollars more than enough for you?"