Chapter Twenty-Two

“Excuse me, please. I’m here for Mr. Jamal.” Someone asked the nurse behind the counter impatiently as she quickly flipped through the register.

“What exactly happened to him?” Dennis asked Martins and Madam Felicia seriously, forgetting the fact that they were his masters.

“And what does that have to do with us?” Madam Felicia hissed, rolling her eyes away.

Madam Felicia and her sons including Madam Theresa and her sons were patiently waiting for news from the doctor about Jamal’s condition.

Dennis exhaled heavily and paced a bit.

“What do you mean by this incident has nothing to do with you?” Dennis fired courteously after a brief pause. “I mean, it was your birthday.” Dennis reminded her.

“It’s her birthday doesn’t mean she controls all actions. Who knows if he ate something bad or someone poisoned him?” Martins curled his lips, looking away.

Dennis couldn’t bring himself to believe what they were saying.

“Poison?” Dennis smirked, he knew what they were doing and the kind of game t