Alexander Kane Is Not a Poor Bastard!

Chapter Five Pay The Bills

As Jack arrived at the doctor’s office, a sense of pride settled over him. His expensive shoes clicked sharply on the hospital's polished floors, a subtle reminder of the power he wielded. With a forced smile, he extended his hand to the doctor, who hesitated for only a moment before shaking it.

"Good morning, Doctor," Jack said smoothly, leaning against the doorframe as he surveyed the modest office. The walls, though professional, lacked the grandeur Jack was used to. It was fine, nothing spectacular, but certainly not a reflection of the quality he expected.

The doctor, still unsure of who Jack was, gave a polite nod, recognizing his outward confidence. “Hello, sir. Can I help you?” He had no idea why Jack was here, but given the man's apparent wealth and stature, the doctor wanted to remain courteous.

Jack smirked, sitting down comfortably in the chair across from the doctor’s desk. He looked around the room, his eyes lingering on small details, his posture relaxed yet proud, as if the office were beneath him. He leaned in, his voice soft, yet dripping with condescension.

“I must really commend you on your work, doctor,” Jack said, his tone implying that he didn’t mean it. The doctor read the subtle disdain behind Jack’s gaze but remained professional. After all, the man appeared to be a customer, and in the world of private hospitals, customers were kings.

“Thank you, Mr...?” The doctor asked, his attempt to remain polite and gather more details about his guest.

“Jack. Jack Havit,” he replied, giving another satisfied grin. The name meant nothing to the doctor, but he nodded politely, hoping Jack would get to the point soon.

After a brief pause, Jack shifted his focus. “I’ll get straight to the point, Doctor. I believe you have a patient here. Zoe Kane Caldwell. Her father and grandmother brought her in yesterday.”

The doctor raised an eyebrow. The name was familiar, but it didn’t mean much to him. "Yes, of course. I remember the family. We’ve been treating her since she arrived. Her mother hasn’t been around much, though." He noted the absence of Zoe’s mother. "We’ve yet to meet her mother, but that’s fine."

Jack nodded eagerly, his eyes gleaming with malice. "I’m a family friend, Doctor, and I’m here to settle the hospital bills."

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then handed over the bank account details. Jack took them without a second thought, his fingers dancing over his phone’s screen as he swiftly made the transfer. The transaction was completed almost instantly, and he couldn’t hide the satisfaction in his eyes.

“I’ve sent twice the amount on the bill,” Jack said with a self-satisfied smirk. The notification of the transaction pinged on the doctor's phone, confirming the payment.

“Thank you, sir,” the doctor said, rising to shake Jack’s hand. His smile was wide, a mixture of gratitude and excitement. This was a substantial sum for the hospital, and he was eager to keep this generous donor happy.

But Jack wasn’t done yet. He had more power to wield and more leverage to exert. His smirk widened as he leaned forward, his voice lowering slightly as he made his next request.

“I have one more request, Doctor,” Jack said, and the doctor immediately perked up, eager to assist.

"I’m listening, sir," the doctor replied, the promise of more wealth in his voice.

“There’s a man named Alexander Kane. He’s in Zoe’s room right now.” Jack paused, watching the doctor’s reaction. "I need you to have security show him the exit door. And when I say show him the exit, I don’t mean nicely. Make it clear. Get him out of there."

The doctor froze for a moment. He wasn’t accustomed to being asked to escort a parent out of the hospital, let alone in such a forceful manner. But Jack’s presence was imposing, and the money that had just been transferred was far too tempting to ignore. Nodding stiffly, the doctor picked up the phone on his desk and called the security team, instructing them to handle the situation.

***

Meanwhile, in Zoe’s hospital room, Alexander was holding his daughter’s hand, his heart swelling with pride and sadness in equal measure. It had been a long, hard road, but now, with his newfound wealth, he would finally be able to provide her with the life he’d always dreamed for her.

"Zoe," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth. “Would you like to visit Paris? I know you’ve never been outside the country, but we could go there together. Wouldn’t that be fun?”

Zoe’s eyes brightened, the faintest spark of excitement lighting up her tired face. “Yes, Dad!” she replied, her voice full of enthusiasm. “I’ve always wanted to see Paris!”

Alexander smiled, relieved to see his daughter so full of life, despite the circumstances. His thoughts were interrupted as Zoe looked him over with a curious gaze.

“But, Dad,” she said, “where did you get these clothes? You look... different. But I love it.”

Alexander chuckled softly, about to explain when the door to the room suddenly swung open. Two security guards stood there, their expressions hard and professional.

“Mr. Kane,” one of them said, his voice firm, “please stand up and leave the building immediately. We won’t repeat this.”

Alexander’s gaze darkened as he stood, the shock quickly turning into cold fury. He had known this would happen. Diana would pull something like this; he was sure of it. But he wasn’t going anywhere—not without a fight.

“Take me to the doctor,” Alexander said firmly, his voice laced with authority. “I’m her father. I have every right to be here.”

The guards ignored him, advancing with force, their hands reaching out to grab his shoulders. But Alexander was quicker. With a surge of energy, he ducked out of the way, slipping through a side door and into the hallway.

“I’ll be right back,” he told Zoe, his voice barely a whisper as he darted away.

He ran through the maze of hospital corridors until he found the doctor’s office. But as he reached the door, it swung open, and the doctor stepped out, flanked by the two security guards.

The guards hesitated as they saw Alexander approach, but they quickly moved to block his path. Jeruel, Diana, and Jack appeared behind them, standing just out of reach, their eyes filled with varying degrees of malice and amusement.

The doctor took one look at Alexander and sighed. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kane, but you must leave the building now.”

Alexander’s heart pounded in his chest. He knew what this was—a ploy by Diana, orchestrated with Jack’s help. But he wouldn’t back down.

He stepped forward, his voice low and filled with intensity. “You’re making a mistake, Doctor. I am her father, her legal guardian. You have no right to deny me access to my daughter. If you do this, you’ll be violating my rights, and I will make sure the authorities know about it.”

The doctor swallowed nervously, but his resolve faltered. The mention of a lawsuit was a real threat. “Please, Mr. Kane, I don’t want any trouble,” the doctor stammered, his tone losing confidence.

But Alexander wasn’t finished. His gaze turned cold, his voice hardening. “If you try to force me out, you’ll face legal consequences. And trust me, the law won’t take kindly to this. You think you can just kick me out because someone doesn’t like me? I’m not going anywhere.”

The doctor looked at him, fear creeping into his eyes. He understood the stakes now. The risk of losing his career was too great.