At Lambda City, Matthew accompanied Rachel out of the airport. The pair headed straight to Wealthwave Group.
The building was brightly lit. The senior executives were holding a meeting in the conference room. They discussed solutions one by one.
Tracy helped take minutes for the meeting.
At that moment, the conference room door swung open. Rachel walked in, followed by Matthew. Everyone in the conference room instantly fell silent. Their gazes were fixed on Matthew.
Rachel sat down and started flipping through the documents. She had already forgotten that someone was behind her.
Matthew held a briefcase in his hands. He had wanted to leave after saying hello. But when he saw that Rachel was busy with work, he didn't want to interrupt her thoughts.
The sales manager, Tyler Hill, frowned when he saw Matthew standing there. "What are you here for?" he asked.
Matthew pondered for a moment and decided it wouldn't be appropriate to say he was Rachel's boyfriend when they were in a professional setting.
He might be regarded as a freeloader. So, he decided to report his position in the company. "I'm a chauffeur."
Chauffeur?
Tyler's face darkened immediately. "This is a highly confidential company meeting. Even the manager of the logistics department isn't qualified to attend. Do you think you, a mere chauffeur, can attend it?"
The conference room was filled with senior executives. They all looked at Matthew with mocking expressions.
Tracy's lips curled slightly as she quietly watched Matthew.
She wanted to see Matthew get embarrassed. She had always doubted whether things would work out between Rachel and Matthew.
Upon hearing the commotion, Rachel turned and saw that Matthew was still present.
Realizing her oversight, she said, "I got so busy that I forgot about you. You can go back now. I'm staying at the office tonight. Go home and come pick me up at 8:30 am tomorrow morning to take me to the hospital."
Matthew uttered an "oh" in acknowledgment. He set down the briefcase, turned around, and left.
After seeing Matthew leave, Rachel stood up and said, "There are four problems with this issue. Let's start with the first one. How do we minimize the impact?"
Matthew walked out of the office and closed the door. He could faintly hear Rachel speaking.
It seemed like a serious matter. However, he was just a mere driver. No matter how big Wealthwave Group's problem was, it had nothing to do with him.
He went to the underground parking lot, found the car, and drove straight home.
Once he reached home, he found that Lorraine was already asleep. Seeing her lying on the bed, drooling, he couldn't help but laugh.
She was probably dreaming of eating something delicious.
Lillian quickly washed her hands when she saw that Matthew had returned. "Get some rest for a while. I'll go make some pasta."
Matthew wasn't actually hungry, but he didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "Alright, I'm starving. I came back just for your pasta."
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