At the sound of what he just said, Doctor Joy frowned and Jennifer turned around towards her.
"Were you even listening to a word of what I have been saying?" Joy inquired with a stale stare on her face.
But before Gunther could get the chance to answer the question that had been flung towards his direction, Jennifer chimed in.
"I told you that his mother's ailment has gotten deep into his head. What he needs now is a psychiatric hospital and nothing other than that."
Gunther frowned at her, going ahead to say. "I think you are the one that needs it more. At least if it's going to help out with this bad manners of yours." Gunther replied with an emotionless expression on his face, returning his gaze to the doctor.
"Now tell me, what's the price of this VVIP section?" He inquired swiftly.
Even though the doctor was fed up and wanted to give up, she was able to contain it as it was one of her qualifications as a doctor and she went ahead to say.
"A hundred million Dollars." She shook her head.
"As I told you. It's not possible and you should forget."
"We should get down to making the payment already." He went ahead to say.
Jennifer could no longer contain her laughter at the sound of his words, letting it go so closely that she didn't even realize when a drop of tear escaped from her eyes.
The doctor could no longer control her rising anger as she was filled to her brim.
"I have had enough of you already. Do you think that amount that I just mentioned is some child's play?" She was so close to Gunther that she was able to sense his breath.
"The fact that you are not able to doesn't mean others can't," Gunther replied.
"If I am not able to do it. Then you have the right to chase me out." Gunther replied, his facial expression laced with so much determination.
Doctor Joy was caught on a fence, finding it difficult to make her stance.
Jennifer could see it in her eyes that she was finding it difficult to make a decision and she moved ahead towards joy.
"Don't tell me that you are going to listen to this piece of junk that can even afford three square meals daily.
It's way too obvious that he is just trying to waste our time and nothing other than that." He replied swiftly.
"And what if I can?" Gunther inquired.
"I am going to burn my license as a nurse and start working as a cleaner in this same hospital." She replied.
"And what if you are not? What's going to be my catch?" She inquired further.
A smile was playing on her lips, seeing that as the perfect time to get a reward.
"You can do whatever it is that you want with me," Gunther replied.
The smile that was on her lips deepened even more until it could no longer be hidden.
"Then we have a deal," Jennifer replied.
Doctor Joy's anger soon melted. She was afraid for Gunther.
Working with Jennifer for quite a while, she could tell the type of person that she was, especially with the junior staff.
She was going to squeeze out every single one of blood that Gunther had in his body if he eventually lost that bet
"And he eventually will." She muttered under her breath
Doctor Joy wished that there was a way that she could help but she knew that there was absolutely nothing that she could do about it.
It was all Gunther's decision so he had to face every consequence that came with it.
"I'm sure he is already prepared for this." She sighed and finally went ahead to say.
"You should come with me." She finally said.
They walked gradually, navigating through doors as they finally got to the room where the payment was going to be made.
"I'm paying with my card." He replied even before the question could be asked.
He remembered that his aging father had not told him the pin and he went ahead to ask through a text.
His phone made a beeping sound a short while after and he got a message from his dad with the card pin which turned out to be his birthday.
"I'm here." Doctor Joy exclaimed, dropping the terminal on the table and reaching out the card.
Gunther swiftly handed the card over to her. Immediately she felt the texture, there was a sudden pause.
She had never felt any card so unusual and satisfying all her life. Then a thought hit her. Could it be the legendary black platinum card?"
She thought. But Doctor Joy quickly swamped out the thoughts from her mind.
There was certainly no way that someone like Gunther would have such a card.
She went through the navigation of the machine that lay before her. Going through keys and passwords at regular intervals.
"At least this is not going to be a waste," Jenifer muttered under her breath with a cold air around her aura.
Taking the card from her hands, Doctor Joy swamped into the card slot. The machine went through a series of small beeps and after a few moments, a loud beep came afterwards.
"The machine was so fast to decline. That's the fastest I have ever seen. I think if it had been recorded, it would have broken a world record." Jenifer laughed.
But Doctor Joy who had seen the message that was boldly written on the machine was awe-struck by the words.
"Successful?" The words shivered under her breath.
That was the fastest transaction that she had ever seen, especially for such a large sum of money.
"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you." She muttered out to Jennifer and finally went ahead to say after she had recovered from the shock but her voice was still plain low.
"It was successful." There was an awful silence in the hall that made her words resound multiple times.
Jennifer, the nurse, couldn't believe what just happened. The doctor, Joy, was also taken aback but unfortunately faced a dilemma: should she stand by her bet and become a cleaner, or would she find another way out? Gunther stood anxiously by the door as the medical team carefully transferred his mother into the exclusive VVIP section. The room exuded an air of opulence, a stark contrast to the dilapidated state in which Gunther had found his mother. The medical professionals, now treating her with the utmost care, began their thorough examination. Dr. Joy, although conflicted, had a responsibility to her patient, and her professionalism overcame her internal struggles, pride and ego. She took the lead in coordinating the initial assessment, discussing the medical history with Gunther and gathering crucial information about his mother's condition. Gunther, still overwhelmed by the recent turn of events, couldn't help but feel a mix of hope and anxiety. His mother, frail and vuln
Gunther's rage was like a storm that only got louder. As he confronted Jennifer”. His hands moved swiftly, delivering sharp slaps as he couldn't contain his anger at her deceitful actions. Each slap echoed the betrayal he felt, leaving Jennifer stunned. "I'll think about what to do to you," Gunther declared, his voice laced with a menacing tone. With that, he turned on his heels and stormed out of the hospital, leaving Jennifer with both physical and emotional wounds. At the same time, Dr. Joy hurried after him, eager to calm the growing problem. "Gunther, please, let's talk about this," she pleaded, her concern evident in her eyes. She tried to reason with him, urging him to reconsider the repercussions of his actions. Despite her efforts, Gunther remained silent, his mind fixed on the mistreatment his mother had endured, due to his past finance. He couldn't allow such injustice to prevail. In the heat of the moment, he made a swift exit from the hospital, leaving behind a
The halls of the prestigious school buzzed with the fervor of speculation and rumors circulating like wildfire. "Ever heard the buzz about Ariel and Williams?" "Ariel, Gunther's girl, right?" "She got caught in a sneaky plot, cheated on him for money and got caught in bed, more videos might be posted on the group soon!" Ariel rushed past the whispers, cheeks on fire, hands clenched tight. "That loser... Why can't I just go after what makes me happy?" But she kept her frustration quiet. Rumors painted a picture all over campus, and countless eyes followed her every move, leaving her with no choice but to stay silent. Ariel, once a prominent figure with Gunther by her side, everyone knows about their love story and how Gunther worked his ass out to provide for her, found herself subjected to the whispers and pointed stares of her peers. The abrupt shift in her relationship status with Gunther had become the hot topic on campus, triggering a cascade of rumors that painted her d
Upon reaching Williams' house, they swiftly turned on the TV, expecting to find the media frenzy surrounding their school scandal. Surprisingly, the news had not hit the television yet. With a stroke of luck, it seemed the media had not managed to obtain any information about the recent events.The relief echoed in Williams and Ariel's expressions as they realized that, for the moment, their private affairs remained shielded from the public eye. The absence of the scandal on the news provided a temporary respite, allowing them a moment to strategize and navigate the potential fallout.As they watched the news unfold on the screen, they couldn't help but feel a sense of relief, knowing that the storm had not reached their doorstep at least not yet. However, the looming threat still hung in the air, and the question of who leaked the information lingered, casting a shadow over their temporary reprieve.In the cocoon of Williams' home, they found a brief sanctuary from the chaos outside
Gunther took a week off from school, dedicating himself and time to the intricacies of the young company and his staff. While reviewing the records of his company and its stockholders and shareholders holders. His focus intensified as he delved into the world of business, and stock, though he didn't really know how stock works, but he knew the meaning, eager to understand its dynamics and alliances. To his surprise, he discovered a surprising connection – the Drakes, the very company owned by Williams' father, were stockholders in his own company.As he sifted through the financial records, Gunther discovered that the Drakes held a relatively small share in his company. However, this modest and minor share investment turned out to be the primary revenue stream for the Drake company. A realization dawned upon Gunther – he possessed the power to terminate the deal, potentially causing financial turmoil for the Drakes.Thinking about what he had just discovered, Gunther muttered to h
Debra, eyes opened widely and slightly overwhelmed by the opulence of the Rolls Royce Cullinan, she hesitated for a moment before stepping into the luxurious vehicle. The rich aroma of leather filled the air as she settled into the plush seats. Gunther, donned in a sleek suit that complemented the sophistication of the car, smiled at her disbelief."You seem surprised," he remarked, glancing at her as he navigated through the evening traffic. The city lights began to flicker, creating a mesmerizing backdrop to their conversation.Debra couldn't help but voice her amazement. "This car is incredible, Gunther. I didn't expect you to own something like this."He chuckled, a mix of humility and pride in his voice. "Well, sometimes life surprises you, just for the record I ain't the owner of this whip. And, by the way, you look stunning tonight."Debra blushed, grateful for the dimmed interior concealing her reaction. As they approached the venue, the anticipation and excitement of the imp
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