The bustling staff room fell silent as everyone turned toward the entrance. 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 had to come here personally just to call for a chauffeur! Where are they?”

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

Zachary gently nudged Matthew, quietly reminding 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, and the same man who had rudely dismissed him from the house. He silently shook his head; he didn't intend to drive him.

Scanning the room, Tyler noticed Matthew and demanded, “Hey you, the chauffeur! What are you waiting for? Can’t you see 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. This man was so disrespectful, daring to insult him so blatantly. He questioned, “How dare you speak like that?”

Tyler raised an eyebrow. “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 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 like.”

“Fine. I’m calling the HR manager right now,” Tyler said, taking out his phone. “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!”

Jared 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. “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 the room was a low-ranking employee; 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 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. “Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.”

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

There was the sound of hasty footsteps at the door. Soon, a man in his forties walked in.

Tyler approached him. “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 walked over to Matthew. “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 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. “Which Ms. Carter?”

Matthew said clearly, “Rachel!”