The Great Medical Saint

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Rachel looked at Malcolm in shock. She had always known that he coveted the president's position, and she had been worried about it.

She had even considered various possibilities when Fred was critically ill. But Fred was still alive, yet Malcolm was actually forcing her to step down.

"Uncle Malcolm, Grandpa was the one who gave me the position. I can't give it to you!"

Malcolm replied coldly, "Don't you use him to pressure me. He doesn't have many days left. I'll be the head of the Carter family in the future. I'll call the shots."

Rachel was surprised. Fred had been cured by Matthew. He was in good health now.

Could it be that Fred was hiding this from Malcolm? But what could be the reason?

She couldn't figure it out. Knowing the Carter family was on the verge of internal strife, she decided to reveal the truth.

"Grandpa has been cured. He's now completely recovered. With his current health, he could live a long life."

Malcolm was filled with disdain. "Rachel, you're making up such nonsense to keep the president's position. Not even God could save Dad! Your support is gone. You're finished. If you step down voluntarily, I'll spare you some dignity, or else, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Rachel gritted her teeth. Malcolm had never cared about Fred's health. All he wanted was the president's position. He'd even threatened her.

She was furious. "Okay, let's see what you can do!"

Seeing Rachel challenge him, Malcolm's anger intensified. "Fine! Since you refuse to step down, don't blame me for what happens next!

"Your uncles will never support you! The companies we collaborate with are all my friends. What do you have to fight with me? Just you wait. You'll soon be kicked out!" Rachel stood up abruptly. "The day after tomorrow is Mom's birthday. I'll invite relatives and business partners to the party. Let's see who they support then!"

She decided to confront him head-on. With Fred's support, she was confident of victory.

Malcolm was surprised that Rachel would invite relatives and friends to the party, which was exactly what he had wanted.

"Fine. We'll find out the results the day after tomorrow. If you lose, you and your boyfriend will get lost. The Carter family will no longer welcome you!"

Rachel slammed the table in anger. "The Carter family is not yours alone. I'm also a part of the family, and so is Dad! You can't stop me from coming home!" With that, she called out to Matthew and stormed out in a huff.

Quinn was annoyed with Rachel's attitude. "Dad, she's getting more and more out of control. She's openly competing for the president's position and even challenged you." Malcolm laughed. He seemed to have forgotten the argument.

"It's good that she's angry. It shows that she lacks composure. A few words can make her lose her cool. The birthday party will be the time for you to take the spotlight." Quinn admired Malcolm's wisdom even more. "What should we do now?"

Malcolm said, "The Carter family's most important partners are the Lloyd family and the White family. Let's go visit them while she can't think straight.

"As long as we have their support, you'll certainly be able to take over as president."

...

Matthew followed behind Rachel. He saw her fuming. He wanted to offer some comfort, but suddenly Rachel's face lit up with a smile.

This puzzled him. "Why are you smiling?"

It seemed Rachel had forgotten his presence. Hearing his question, she quickly withdrew her smile and returned to her cold demeanor.

"Nothing. Uncle Malcolm wants to help Quinn take over as president, and I want to bring the Carter family together. I'll make sure he admits his defeat the day after tomorrow."

Matthew couldn't help but see her in a new light. Rachel had the makings of a president.

He was curious about what her strategy would be. He had started from scratch, so he knew Malcolm must be sure of his ability to compete for the position.

He wondered what Rachel's plan was. "What is your plan?"

Rachel took out her phone. "Grandpa is still around. Let me give him a call. If he steps in, the Carters will support me, and so will our business partners." She started making a call to Fred while she explained. Matthew nodded. This was the simplest and most effective strategy. He stood by as Rachel made the call.

At first, she smiled. She even looked proud.

Gradually, her expression changed. By the time she hung up, her face was ashen.

Matthew was worried. He asked, "What did Mr. Carter Senior say?"

Rachel looked sad. "Grandpa said he wouldn't interfere. This is a test for me. How could I face any real competition if I can't even secure my position as the president?"