"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
Damien drove down the road heading towards the northern city, using a map to guide his way. He had a patient to attend to and a few more before the end of the day. The corners of his lips curled up as he recalled the last conversation he had with Eleanor. She had gifted him a brand new SUV model car and paid him some amount of money, which he was sure would be enough to take care of everything he needed for a few months.Her grandfather was getting better, but he never had a chance to see him. He promised to visit again when he got back to the South. He drove into the city, which was busy as usual. It was a populous and industrious city, known for its beauty and busy nature. He drove towards a hotel and pulled over, handing the car key to the valet. His patient was the former CEO of the hotel before his son, Nelson Drill, took over the position. Mr Nelson was known for his temperament and how easily he punished people who didn't do as he wished or made mistakes. Damien let out a d
The older man, who was Mr Nelson's secretary, adjusted his glasses and examined Damien from head to toe. "Dr Damien?" He questioned again and shook his head, "Mr Nelson never mentioned the name. I know every doctor who was called in for the former chairman's treatment, and you are not one of them."The secretary, Brian, wondered if the young man had gotten the wrong address, but it couldn't be. The hotel was among the top three five-star hotels and no one can mistake another address for it. "Are you sure you were invited here by Mr Nelson?" He questioned again to be sure. Damien tried to get out of the security officers' hold, but they gripped him harder. He gave up on trying and faced Brian, "I got an email telling me to come here."Brian drew his brows together in confusion. He looked at Damien again, wondering if he was lying. Not knowing what to believe, he went on to answer, "I handle all the emails of Mr Nelson. I never sent an email to any Dr Damien. You must be mistaken.""
Dr Damien Smith? Brian and the receptionist were both taken aback, clearly remembering the name. The name of the young man who they had walked out of the hotel. Seeing how shocked and quiet they both were, Mr Nelson sensed something was wrong. He faced Brian with his jaw clenched, "Don't tell me he was here."Brian quickly bowed his head, "He was here," he answered, not daring to look at him. Mr Nelson let out a deep breath and looked around, "Where is he? Did he go to the restroom?" He questioned at once and licked the seam of his lips, looking nervous. "He agreed to come. This is great news," he muttered."Sir, I apologize," Brian started, putting Mr Nelson's happiness to a stop. He lifted his brows with his gaze fixed on him as he waited for him to explain himself. Brian went on, "I didn't recognize him and I sent him out, thinking he came to the wrong place.""What do you mean by you sent him out?" He asked with his voice calm, but Brian knew it meant he was about to spit fire.
"It's just as I suspected," Damien said to the anxious family immediately as he walked back to the waiting room. Danielle and her mother stood up. "Will he be alright? I can't lose my husband."He let out a deep breath and answered, "We can only hope. I have discussed with the doctor who would be attending to him."Danielle's mother fell back to the chair, feeling downcast. They had hoped and prayed it wasn't something serious, but it turned out to be.She let her tears flow down her eyes, heartbroken and shattered. Damien felt his heart tighten seeing how broken she was. What was he expecting anyway? She's his wife."Don't worry, he will be fine," he comforted but that wasn't enough to mend her broken heart. Danielle drew closer and hugged her mother, trying to remain strong even though she was shattered deep down. They had been treating the wrong illness for a long time and that made his condition worse. Damien's phone rang out loud, distracting him. He excused himself and walked
Brian led Damien back to the hotel after he was able to convince him. Damien had another appointment, but the old man's health was deteriorating. Any further delay would cost his life.He took the elevator leading to Mr Nelson's office and when he got there, he found the young man pacing about."Mr Nelson, he is here," Brian informed, finally getting his boss to notice their presence.Nelson's eyes fell on Damien and looked at him from head to toe with his brows knitted together. "Are you Dr Damien?"Damien had seen Mr Nelson countlessly on TV, but seeing him physically for the first time, got goosebumps crawling all over his skin. Just as he was on social media and the internet, he was young and good-looking, having a stern look that gave the idea of how bossy he was. He was a business and serious-minded person and would do anything for profit. That was enough reason he was selected by his father to head the family's business. There was also one thing that got Damien intimidated b
'The old man is not sick?' they all stared at him wondering if he had gone crazy. Their father was unconscious and at the point of death, and his sickness was chronic. Sandra suddenly laughed and faced her brother, "Nelson what were you thinking? You brought a quake here to tell us father is fine?" She questioned, crinkling her nose in disgust. Nelson shook his head and went closer to Damien, ignoring his sibling's remark. "What are you talking about? What do you mean by he is not sick?" He questioned, his voice laced with curiosity."Stop this nonsense, Nelson. I know your plan and it's so obvious. You can't get the company's fund through with drama of yours," Neil pointed out and stepped forward. "I wouldn't let you destroy our family's company which father has built throughout his lifetime. I don't care if you are the new chairman, I will still protect our empire. You won't get away with this cheap trick you came up with.""I am not playing a cheap trick here. Why would I want to