The accusation felt like a slap to Damian's face. He loved Bianca. She was accusing him of being infidel.
“I have been nothing but faithful in this marriage. Today is the first time I've ever seen or met Eleanor,” Damian explained himself.
“I don't believe you,’’ Bianca snapped and she immediately hung up on him.
Damian stared at the phone for a few moments wondering what had just happened. Bianca had never reacted this way before. Not to him.
“Is everything alright?” Eleanor asked.
Damian put his phone in the breast pocket of his jacket and nodded, “Yeah, everything's fine.” He replied, looking out the window.”
Bianca began to pace. She and Regina dismissed the guards and returned back to her office. She was still so angry but then, she realized that she hadn't asked him what she wanted to ask him.
Her mind had been occupied by the fact that he left with the CEO and in anger, she had forgotten to ask about what happened between him and her sister. Again, she dialled his number. This was the second time today.
Damian had hit her sister. She just wanted answers.
The man she had married had never been violent. He had never once raised his hand in anger. But here she was, staring at her sister’s swelling face. She was trying to understand the man she knew to the man she was hearing about now. He had even gone with another woman.
When his phone rang, he hesitated. It rang thrice before he answered, “Hello?”
Bianca skipped to the point. “Why did you hit Regina?”
“I’m not proud of it, Bianca. I didn't mean to but you don’t know the full story.” Damian replied.
Bianca tightened her grip on her phone. She was so mad. “I don’t need the full story. You hit my sister, Damian.” She said. “How could you? Is this because I filed for divorce? Is this how you fight back?”
“Fight back?” Damian asked, fustrated. “Bianca, you think this is about the divorce? What happened with me and Regina had nothing to do with us.”
“Oh, really? Because from what I'm seeing, it seems like you’re taking out your anger on my family now.” Bianca said. She looked at Regina's cheek. She had tears in her eyes and she was holding her swelling cheek.
Bianca expected him to argue and deny it. She expected to explain why he had done such a horrible thing. But instead, there was silence on the other end of the line.
“Damian?” Bianca asked. She looked at her phone. He was still on the call.
When he spoke, Bianca heard the disappointment. “You didn’t even ask why, did you? You never do.”
Bianca frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“I mean that you’re always so quick to jump to conclusions when it's about me. You never ask why whenever I do something. You don’t even want to understand.” He said.
“Understand what? That you hit a woman— my sister? There’s no explanation for hitting someone, Damian. None.” She replied.
“I didn't mean to touch her. It was a slap and—”
“You think that a slap makes it better? You think I care? You’re my husband or at least you were.”
Damian scoffed. “I’m not your husband anymore, Bianca. Remember? You divorced me. And maybe you never really knew who I was because you never cared about me.”
For some reason, his words hurt her more than she expected. Their marriage had been happy, in a way. She remembered all the times they spent laughing together and getting to know each other. How had they gotten here?
She shook her head. “You owe Regina an apology. I want you to meet with her and apologize in person.”
There was a long pause, and then Damian said. “I’m not doing that.”
Bianca was taken aback. “Excuse me?”
“I said no. I’m not apologizing to Regina.”
“Damian, this is—”
“I've said what I've said, Bianca. I have no reason to apologize to Regina for what she did to me.”
Before Bianca could reply, he hung up. She stared at her phone. He had hung up on her. Just like that. She couldn't believe it.
"Bianca?" Regina called.
Bianca looked at her sister. The swelling of her cheek had become worse. The mark on her cheek was now purple.
Whatever Damian's reasons, this was unacceptable. “Get up, let's go to the hospital. We need to get that looked at.”
Regina nodded as she stood. "I just can’t believe he did this.” She was still playing good victim.
Bianca wrapped an arm around her sister’s shoulders and led her to the door. “Neither can I.”
They had already reached her car in the parking lot when Madison rushed towards them. She had an excitement about her.
“Miss Calloway!” Madison called. Bianca and Regina turned to look at her. “I have some wonderful news.”
Bianca furrowed her brows. “What is it, Madison?”
“Everest Corporations just announced they’re hosting a charity gala next week. They’re using the event to publicly recruit new partners. And your company is on the guest list!” Madison announced.
They were on the guest list?
For a moment, Bianca couldn’t process the information. The same woman who had left with Damian had actually considered business with her? The company name being on yhe guest list would open doors for them that she’d only dreamed of. A partnership with Everest Corporations would be a game changer.
This whole day had been terrible but she felt excited about this opportunity. But then she glanced at Regina and her sister’s swollen face reminding her of the situation she was in.
Still, attending the gala and potentially securing a deal with Everest was too important to ignore.
“That’s fine,” Bianca said, trying to sound more bored than she felt. “Make sure everything is in order. We need to prepare thoroughly for this.”
Madison nodded. “Of course! I’ll start making the necessary arrangements right away.”
As the secretary hurried off, Bianca turned back to Regina. “I’ll get you to the hospital first. Then we’ll figure out what to do about Damian.”
The two women got into the car. Bianca's driver started the car.
Regina leaned her head against the window. “I don't think Damian is going to apologize.”
“He has to. I'll make him face the consequences of his actions. I'll make sure of it.” She promised.
Everest Corporations could be her way forward. She couldn’t afford to let this opportunity slip through her fingers. Not now, when everything else in her life was falling apart.
But as much as she wanted to focus on the future, the change in Damian was occupying her thoughts.
By the time they reached the hospital, Bianca had made up her mind. Damian wasn’t going to get away with this. He couldn’t.
Damian Williams would regret ever laying a hand on her family.
A while after Damian ended the call, their black SUV pulled over in front of one of the biggest hospitals in the city. Damian furrowed his brows as he looked outside the window.He glanced at Eleanor as they began to drive into the underground parking lot. She sat beside him and her hands were folded into fists on her lap.“Where are we going?” Damian finally asked.Eleanor lifted her eyes to look at him. “This might come as a shock but I've been trying to meet you for over a month. It's been harder than I thought because you're a behind the scene kind of person. I had to reach out to your wife to try and meet you.”“Why are we here?” Damian repeated a little harsher. The driver pulled over and Eleanor signalled for him to get out of the car. He bowed and stepped out, giving them privacy."Jasper Mueller told me about you," she said quietly. The name rang a bell in Damian's head. He remembered helping the billionaire out. He was the richest man in the South.“He praised your extraordi
The lady stood her ground, blocking them. She glared at Damian and then Eleanor, shifting between the both of them. Damian guessed that the girl was Eleanor's sister. But, he couldn't tell if she was the younger or the older one.They looked a lot alike and if there was any age difference between them, Damian was sure that it wasn't up to four years. It wasn't until Charlotte grabbed Eleanor's hand and began to beg that Damian guessed she was the younger sister.“Eleanor, you have to do something!” Charlotte insisted. “The doctors are saying that he might not make it till morning. There's still time. We can fly in the best doctor from any country. Please, Eleanor. We can't let Grandfather die.”“It's true, ma'am. We don't think he's going to make it through the night. His body is fighting treatment and it won't be long before it fails him completely.” One of the doctors agreed, stepping forward to tell her.Eleanor pulled her lips into a straight line before she placed her hand on her
Charlotte's eyes widened in disbelief. How was it possible? He got the symptoms without her saying anything to him and he diagnosed her accurately. Was he a wizard? She had so many questions running through her mind as she stared at the man. He was so accurate and it was unexpected.Not only was she in disbelief, she was also embarrassed. Charlotte wasn't known as one who would lose in a fight, but she challenged him and he won in front of everyone. He proved her wrong. She had thought she would have the last laugh and was ready to point an accusing finger at the man who dared say he could treat her grandfather, but he did what no doctor among the other present, could do. But, what if it was all a set up and Eleanor had told him about her symptoms before they got there? There was a possibility that that was what happened. On second thought, Eleanor didn't know how bad her diarrhea was. She doesn't even know she had diarrhea, except for the fact that she complained to her once about h
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
Dr Mitchell's Doctors rushed over to the old man and tried to get him to calm down. It was impossible for them as they had no idea how to calm him down. Although they have been doctors for decades, the old man's sickness was a rare case and it needed precise treatments cause any wrong mistake or wrong medication given to him, would mean his death. The other doctors all looked at Damien, staring at him accusingly. Whatever he had done, got the old man in his situation and it was enough evidence to prove he had a mission. They were all on edge until the old man stopped moving, but his breathing was hagged, and his blood pressure kept dropping. He was still in danger which threatened to take his life in a few minutes. Charlotte stepped forward and pointed her finger at Damien. She pushed him and cried out, "What did you do to my grandfather? This is all your fault. You wanted to kill him and now, you have succeeded!"Damien drew his brows seeing what Dr Mitchell was up to. He warned
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
Dr Mitchell walked forward and checked the old man, trying to see for himself. He was alive and didn't seem to be in danger anymore. His eyes widened, knowing the young man's treatment worked and not his. He remained mute, not knowing what to say.Eleanor placed her hand on her chest in relief. She had lost all hope. She walked forward to her grandfather and fell on her knee before him. "But he is not completely out of danger now," Damien informed, getting their attention to him again. Eleanor quickly stood up and faced him, "What do you need? Just mention it and it would be given to you," she said. Her eyes were filled with hope and trust for Damien. Damien nodded and took a glimpse at the old man. He stared at him for a while before he said, "I don't have the medication with me so I will have to leave to get it ready."She nodded and hurriedly picked up her purse, "Where are you going to? How much do you need? Just let me know and I will provide everything," she answered and brou
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