Dr Mitchell halted and looked at Damien, who was standing beside him. He examined the young man from head to toe and a frown slowly crept to his face. "How dare you tell me to stop?" He questioned, clearly displeased that he was questioned in front of everyone. His ability and skills were questioned and that was what he hated the most. Damien let out a deep breath, relieved that he had noticed the medication before it was administered. "These medications would do more harm to his health," he explained but that got Dr Mitchell pissed off. "Who are you? A doctor? How dare you talk against my knowledge?"Charlotte couldn't keep her anger in anymore. She had tried to control herself when Damien stopped the doctor at first, but she couldn't anymore. She stepped forward and pointed a finger at him. "You don't want my grandfather to get better. This is Dr Mitchell, the best doctor in the southern region and he has more knowledge than you can ever acquire. How dare you stop him from treat

The room was left in silence as they all averted their attention to Damien. Dr Mitchell's face was covered in horror and that meant one thing. "No!" Charlotte cried out loud. "No, you killed him!" She stood up and ran to Damien, grabbing his shirt. "How dare you? Why did you do this? What do you want me to do now he's dead?""Please calm down. I wouldn't kill your grandfather," he replied, which didn't sit well with the doctors present. "He has stopped breathing. I can't feel his purse," Dr Mitchell pointed out. It was something they couldn't prevent, but at least, he was happy he wouldn't be accused of killing him. He knew his medication had a hand in his death, but Damien would be the one to get punished for it. All he had to do was make everyone turn against the young man. "He is not dead," Damien answered confidently. He understood their pain, but they were too quick to conclude. Before he could explain further, Charlotte gave him a slap which took him aback. He placed his ha

Damien slowly turned and faced her. "Going home," he lied. He had no home. Eleanor rolled her eyes and let out a deep breath, "You have to stay here. I can't let you go. You are the only doctor I trust with my grandfather. Please, don't leave," she pleaded.He promised to take care of the old man and leaving would be wrong of him. But, he had a life. He wanted to take a deep breath and think of what to do next to stand back on his feet. Taking a step forward, he wanted to object to her request, but she pleaded, "Please. What if something happens at night? What if he's in sudden need of medication?"She was right. Although he was stable, a lot could happen at night. He let out a deep breath and answered, "Alright then. I am your grandfather's doctor and I need to be conscious."The corners of her lips quirked up and her heart gladdened. She let out a deep breath of relief and faced the doctors of the hospital. "I want you all to prepare the best room for Dr Damien. He should have the

Damien walked into the VIP room where Mr Whyte was. He was still unconscious but his health had improved greatly. He did his daily routine of checking him up, and the corners of his lips curled up seeing the improvements. He picked up his pen and wrote down the progress on his notepad before he faced the nurse and instructed, "Do let me know if there is a slight change. Even though he is stable now, we still need to watch him carefully.""Alright, doctor," she replied and proceeded to tug the old man properly. Damien looked at his wristwatch and clicked his tongue seeing how late he was. He would need to get ready in twenty minutes for the gala. Eleanor already told him that a car would pick him up from the hospital. Letting out a deep breath, he walked out and went to his room on the top floor. It was safe to call it his room as he had gotten accustomed to living in it.It's been a week since the last humiliation that almost got him to jail. It's been a week since Mr Whyte survive

Over the week Bianca had been busy planning for the gala she was invited to and dealing with her divorce, which was still a secret from everyone. Many who didn't know about the divorce kept asking about Damien, making it hard for her. Finally, the gala night came and just as she prepared over the week she was ready. She thought of focusing on her work and having a great night, that way, she would forget about Damien, so she thought. When she walked into the venue she decided to keep every thought out and meet clients to help establish her business. But when she sighted Damien, her heart almost burst out of her chest. What was he doing in the party hall? The gala was meant for top-known business people, and he was the least on that list. He left with nothing after their divorce, and it won't be possible to get a connection quickly that would bring him to the gala. Curious about it, she went to meet him. He was with an older man she didn't recognize. She wasn't bothered about who h