A few minutes ago...Eleanor walked out of the hospital and met her car ready for her with her driver standing by the car. She got closer and instructed him to take her to a restaurant. Before she entered the car, she saw her sister walking to her. "I thought you wouldn't come with me," she said when she got closer. "I am not going with you. I'm out for a while and I do need some rest. At least, grandfather is better now and I can have a good sleep," Charlotte answered. Eleanor twisted her lips trying to hide her smile, but it didn't go unnoticed by Charlotte. "What is it?" She questioned. "Well, you were adamant about throwing Damien out, but now, you look so calm about it all," she answered. Charlotte let out a deep breath and put her hands in her pocket. "Grandfather is alive. I have the man to thank and besides, I am feeling so guilty for pushing him away." She looked around and found her car parked and ready for her. "Anyway, I need to leave now. Take good care of our guest,
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
Damien stared at Bianca as she walked into the hall with a smile plastered across her lips. The smile he remembered clearly. He watched as she was led towards her seat by a staff, not taking notice of him. Eleanor's lips curled up into a satisfied smile when she saw Bianca walk in, just as she wanted. Since Damien had helped her, she vowed to help him out of the mess going on in his life. "Bianca is here," Damien said to Eleanor who nodded. "Yes, she was invited. Her company is promising and this is the right place to get an audience. Couldn't let her pass this one," she answered nonchalantly, still not taking her gaze away from Bianca who was seated comfortably, without the knowledge of her being the center of a discussion. "I never expected her to be here," he muttered and laughed a bit, trying to hide the shock of suddenly seeing her. "I was so busy that I didn't have a chance to tell you," Eleanor lied and tightened her hand around his arm, "Anyway, she is here now. You can u
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
"Is Miss Calloway's accusation true?""Are you truly divorced because of your affair with Miss Eleanor?""Does Miss Eleanor know you were married?"The reporters soon gathered around Damien, bombarding him with questions. Eleanor bit her Lowes lips, seeing it didn't go as planned. The table turned and Damien was the one humiliated. She was overwhelmed with guilt as she watched him try to evade their questions. Damien couldn't believe Bianca's accusations. He had been nothing but loyal to him. He loved her and wouldn't think about cheating. Because of how much he adored her, he put his all into making sure her family's business grew, even though her family never wanted him. "Go ahead, tell everyone the truth, you bloody cheater!" Bianca yelled out. "Was it your intention to deceive your wife?" "Where you playing the two women?"Some reporters questioned him while a few faced Eleanor. "Can you explain your relationship with Damien?""Do you know he was married before you started a r
Everyone was left on edge, anxious to hear what had happened. Did Damien's treatment fail? They had a lot of questions running through their minds. Suddenly, Eleanor clapped her hands and jumped in happiness, "He is okay. Grandfather is awake!" She announced, to the surprise and relief of the three men. "Glad to know he is alright," Dr Mitchell said, with the corners of his lips turned up into a smile. It was the good news of the night. Damien on the other hand, was filled with relief. Finally, the old man was okay and that meant a lot to him. Mitchell began to see him in a new light. He was able to cure the sickness that no doctor could cure.The cure had been searched for for years, but he did it. "This is unbelievable," Dr Kim muttered and stepped forward, "You did find the cure every doctor has been searching for for years. This is unreal!" He added, with his face covered with surprise and shock. Hearing what the men were talking about, the reporters became curious again and
"This one says, 'Damien Smith, twenty-six years old, has shaken the world by surprise. He has brought hope again to everyone.'" Eleanor read out loud with a smile playing across her lips. "I must say, the internet is crazy."He nodded in agreement and sat down on the couch, facing her, "But how did they know so much about me? How did the bloggers find out? Now, I am really worried."She shrugged her shoulders and pressed back against the couch, "they are crazy and would get the tiniest detail of what you never expect them to know."Eleanor's phone vibrated again and she tapped on the message, "Another message again and this one says, 'Miss Eleanor, you did a great job at the gala today, it was wonderful. About that young doctor, can I have an audience with him?" She laughed and shook her head. "Every message I get is about you. Guess you are the trending topic today."It was surprising how Damien's life changed in just a day. There were so many things happening at once but he was more
Damien walked out of the hospital, wanting to take a stroll down the road. His head got clouded after seeing the message from Coy and his weakness vanished.It was a big opportunity. His dream, but there he was suddenly in between two decisions to make. He wanted to go there, but his mind seems drifted from working there. The road was busy with people hurrying back to their houses and some, going somewhere else. He let out a deep breath and joined the crowd, heading nowhere in particular. He let his mind wander to what he could gain knowledgeably by working with Coy Medical Center. The best doctors he could think of work there and meeting them would be a big push for him.He thought about the positive benefits of working in the hospital, which was located in the capital, and concluded it would d be more than he could ever imagine. He put his hands in his pocket and continued his journey taking in as much air as he could and letting the cool breeze of the night cool him down.His li