Damson narrowed his eyes as he circled around Dr. Kim, his voice cold. "What is the nature of her sickness? What is wrong with Mia?" He demanded. Dr. Kim shook with fear, his eyes darting around the room. "I'm sorry, please forgive me. Please, I had no choice. I was in huge debt, please…" but Damson cut him off, yelling. "That's not the answer I want to hear." He yelled, his face inches from Dr Kim's. I said, "what is wrong with her?" He repeated, his voice low and deadly. He was furious. Dr. Kim gulped, his eyes wide with fear. "She has cancer, she's a cancer patient. I diagnosed her with cancer." "Good, that's the answer I wanted to hear."Damson said, patting his shoulder. "Next question: Does she really have cancer?" Dr. Kim's face turned white and he started sweating profusely. "P-please…I…"he began to say, but Damson flared up again. "Answer my question!" He shouted, slamming his fist on the table. "If I hear you say please again, I promise you, I will not hesitate to cu

"I've been sending my mum's hospital bills to my sister's account, which was a big mistake, only to find out she hasn't been paying. She has been spending it on herself." "I worked really hard for the money, I couldn't go to school, borrowed from loan sharks. I'm just like my father, the only difference is that I don't gamble, but I borrow money and run away. Isn't that funny?" Maria said, laughing loudly, her body shaking. Damson watched her, concerned. "I think you've had enough to drink, Maria. He took away her cup, but Maria just laughed and muttered to herself. She was fully drunk." Damson shook his head as he stared at her. "Oops! I'm late for my part time job." She said, gasping and standing abruptly. Damson held her as she stumbled. "I don't think it's a good idea to go anywhere. You have to go home, you're drunk. Let's go home." He held her hand as he paid for their drinks. After a few minutes of trying to get a taxi, Damson finally found one. They got home and Damson la

Sasha sat on the floor, crying uncontrollably. "Why did I have to confess my feelings to Damson yesterday?" She lamented. It was as if fate was playing a cruel joke on her. Why was it the same day she confessed her feelings to Damson was when she heard she was getting married to a man old enough to be her father. The thought of it made her cry harder.Damson called her over and over again, but she ignored his calls. She couldn't just bring herself to have a conversation with him at the moment. When Damson realized she wasn't picking, he sent her a text. "Hey, Sasha, you're probably asleep, but if you don't mind, can we meet tomorrow and talk about what happened yesterday? Sleep tight." Sasha read the messages over and over, each time feeling a fresh wave of sadness wash over her. She couldn't meet Damson, not now. She couldn't face him. She switched off her phone, and threw it aside and dragged herself to bed, curling up into a ball and crying herself to sleep. Damson stood in fr

Damson left Sasha's house angrily. He was hurt by her words but he decided to overlook it as he had an important task at hand. He was glad to find out the name of the useless man that wants to marry Sasha and he will do anything to make sure the marriage doesn't hold. He couldn't imagine her spending the rest of her life unhappy. He could see the sadness in her eyes and it made his heart ache. His mind went to the things she said to him and he wished she never opened her mouth to say such things. He expected her to be the last person to utter such words. In the end, She wasn't so different from everyone else. He was disappointed, angry and hurt. He shook his head, trying not to think about it. He brought out his phone to call Luis. "Hello, young master." Luis greeted. "Have you heard of Mr Baron with the company name Baron industries?" He asked, going straight to the point. "Yes, young master. I know him." Luis replied. "Does he have any attachment to the company? Is he a partn

Damson stood in front of Baron industries, it was a moderate looking building. Although it wasn't as big as Stellarcorp. He wondered how he knew nothing about Baron industries until Luis talked about it to him. Mr Baron probably didn't want many eyes on him so he tried to be discreet.,He walked into the lobby with Luis, approaching the receptionist who later referred them to the secretary of Mr Baron. A stern looking lady Damson could tell from a glance would be difficult to talk to. He cleared his throat, so she could know he was standing right in front of her. "Can I help you?" She asked, not bothering to look up from her computer, typing with her long nails that were painted red. Damson wondered how she was able to type with it. "My name is Damson Malcom and here with me is Luis Salvor." The secretary raised an eyebrow. "And who are you here for?" She asked, looking uninterested. "We're here to see Mr Baron. We heard he's willing to help businesses in need and I'm hoping to di