"Anyone would have come to this hospital, gotten what they came for, and left without paying me a visit, but you did. That is to show how much you value me, your employee. Thank you so much. I'm grateful.""It's nothing," Lucian waves her off and stands. "I'm glad you're all right. However, I must depart now. Forget about the bills and recuperate; the company will take care of everything. Also, do not consider returning to work once you have been discharged. "I'll have Yvonne prepare a leave for you. She will come pick you up once you are discharged and take you home. Your leave will be lasting for two weeks. Rest well and come back to work after that."The lady's tears freely cascade down her cheeks. He is so kind-hearted. She's never had a boss like him. She makes to stand and kneel to thank him but Lucian quickly holds her back. "Please," he shakes his head."Thank you so much, sir! Thank you!" Since she can't show her appreciation through actions, she says with utmost sincerity.

Lucian has every right to be angry. He has every right to despise them. Maureen and the paramedics are not surprised that he is being this cold toward them. They know the grave of their crimes. It's not wrong to say that they are quite lucky that they are still alive. It goes on to show how kind-hearted Lucian is.They drop to their knees still clutching the door handle. They are soaked from the rain, but they don't seem to care. They must have a motive."Please, Mr. Wood, we acted out of ignorance. The mistake has already been done and we've been punished. But we seek your forgiveness and hope that if our paths ever cross in the future, you wouldn't judge us for our past. Please all we want is your forgiveness. Please, Mr. Wood!" Maureen bows face flat on the wet boulevard and cries out."Miss Maureen is right, Sir. All we want is your forgiveness.""Yes, please forgive us. We know you've done enough by letting us live even after all we did and said to you. But please forgive us. Plea

In a Regal palace made of pure gold and luxurious accessories, a little boy is sitting on an elevated throne amongst nine Lords. It's the Ocean Lords! He is sitting on a throne higher than that of the Ocean Lords! Just like them, he has a golden crown on his head and is dressed in royal apparel. But the only difference is that while their apparels and crowns are plain there are Python symbols at the back of his apparel and in the front of his crown. This seems to signify his status as the formidable Python Lord!He sits leisurely with his leg crossed, his appearance exuding elegance and sovereignty.The Ocean Lords are staring at him with admiration and respect. He is but a seven years old lad yet he has done things and accomplished feats most people can only dream of doing or accomplishing. He has achieved feats even they can't dream of achieving. He is the Python Lord. The Lord of Lords!Even for formidable figures like them, being in his presence is an honor.There is a friendly

"Water to wash your hands, Young Master Hutton," Chad's courteous voice infiltrates Lucian's thoughts."Why, old man, do you keep intruding on my thoughts every time I try to think?" Lucian is greatly mortified. He hisses loudly and casts a cold glare at Chad. The old man appears to have no satisfactory answers to his questions yet each time he tries to think and come up with one himself, he distracts him in one way or the other. What is wrong with him? Geez!He stands up and hurls the bowl of water in Chad's hands away, splashing water all over the room! "You are completely inept! Leave before I finish using the restroom!" He howls, his eyes bloodshot and his body exuding a faint feral aura.He briskly walks to his closet and furiously flings it open. After browsing through his clothes for five minutes or more, he picks out a brief, shorts, and a top. He tosses the shorts and top to the bed and strolls into the bathroom with the brief, his face so gloomy. BANG!He slams the bathroom

Lucian has an incredulous expression as Helen's babbles come to an end. The excuse for the first slap might be quite understandable, but the second? That's gibberish to him!No matter what, she could have been calm and asked questions first! If he was a woman beater and she slapped him ruthlessly that second time for no reasonable reason, did she think she would have had the cheek to say all that? Hmph! He snorts coldly and casts a ferocious glare at her."If you hadn't been spoiled rotten by your parents, I'm sure you'd have had a better temperament and wouldn't have raised your hand to slap someone just because you were timid! You are full of pride and think you can trample on anyone!"I'm sure you've grown accustomed to slapping people over the years because of that pride! It wasn't all about how you felt! I, Lucian, Wood, would never forgive you no matter how you beg! And you must leave my apartment immediately!""Hmph!" Helen scoffs derisively. "You keep shouting I should leave yo