“Oh,” Janae muttered, her brows lifting as she realized that the high figure Dr Ben had mentioned to Richard at her house was actually Delilah.
Delilah’s expression became serious. “If you can provide me with information about this Doctor, I would owe your family a favor,” she said. “A favor I promise to honor whenever you might need my help,” she added, leaning forward with a deliberate tone and her steady gaze fixed on Janae’s. Janae’s brows knitted together as she glanced down, biting her lower lips, uncertain but giving the offer a thought. Janae was aware of Delilah’s power and influence, and knew that with her support, her family’s prospects could significantly improve, but she was still hesitant. She remembered that Richard didn’t want to help Dr Ben. And she didn’t want to go against his wishes just for her family’s gain, especially after knowing how great his medical skill was. ‘Offending Dr. Richard isn’t an option,’ she thought. She heaved a sigh but gave it a last thought. Janae’s sorry eyes met Delilah’s. “I’m sorry, but I’d like to first consult him. And if he agrees, then I wouldn’t hesitate to share his contact details with you.” Although Delilah's promise was tempting, Janae couldn’t take the risk. Delilah’s brows furrowed, a flicker of irritation crossing her face before she quickly masked it with a forced smile. She nodded slowly then said, “I suppose I can wait. But I hope it won’t take long.” With that, she left. On the other hand, after Richard had finished his call with Janae outside the bank, he noticed Lydia standing close by. She had promised her father that she would take Richard to join her party with her friends, so she had no choice but to wait for him She angrily marched towards him. “Get in the car!” she ordered and entered the car. But Richard didn’t move. She rolled down the car window and shouted, “Won’t you get in? Even if I hate it, we have a party to attend.” Richard then remembered the party. He pursed his lips, dreading the idea even more, but still got into the car. Lydia hissed loudly and rolled her eyes as he entered then the car zoomed off. She still felt very angry at Richard, especially after his shameful actions at the bank. “You’d better not boast in front of my friends, especially since all you do is lie and pretend to be wealthy,” she warned him sternly. “You disgraced yourself in there, even after I warned you. You better behave yourself at the party and don’t pull any funny stunts,” she said, frowning. But Richard remained quiet, uninterested in explanations. After a while, the driver brought the car to a halt in front of Ares’ Haven, one of the top clubs in the city. “We’re here,” she sneered at Richard and immediately alighted, heading inside without waiting. Richard got down and followed behind her. As Lydia walked in, the group erupted in loud excited cheers, gesturing for her to hurry to them. Several of her friends including the ones Richard had encountered at the restaurant were there. Lydia’s eyes lit as she spotted them. She screamed above the noise and rushed towards them, “Hey babes!” They all exchanged hugs while Richard stood off by the side. As the greetings went on, a tall, charming man; one of Lydia’s suitors, stepped forward with a grin, his eyes locked on her. “Hi, my lady,” he said, taking her hand and placing a kiss on the back of it. “Hi, Dustin,” Lydia replied, visibly blushing. Suddenly, Layla noticed Richard. “Why is he here?” she angrily asked Lydia, eyeing Richard with contempt. “I knew there was an odd smell. He stinks like poverty. So you really brought him?” another asked, flicking her red hair dismissively. Lydia’s friends had already been filled in about Richard before now, so they viewed him with contempt. “Guys, you can just act like he’s invisible. He’s not worth the attention,” Lydia responded. One of the guys then chimed in, “Hey,” he called out to Richard, “Do you really think you’re fit enough to mingle with us?” “Poor guy must be out of his depth. I mean, we’ve got yachts and private jets, he’s probably never even entered a limo,” another answered, making everyone laugh. Dustin turned to Richard. “You should know that before you is the next chairman of the biggest group in Kora,” he said, proudly sweeping his hands out to gesture to himself. “You sure don’t match the aesthetics.” Each one then took turns to flaunt their privileges and wealthy family backgrounds while mocking Richard. But Richard remained calm and said nothing like he was totally unaffected. “What do you do?” Dustin asked Richard, a smug expression on his face. But before Richard could answer, Lydia quickly said, “He’s just a mere village doctor.” “What! A village doctor?” Dustin exclaimed, laughing. “You see, Richard,” Dustin started. “There’s no one who doesn’t know me in Kora. I have investments in anything elite you can think of…” “..say real estate, tech, cryptocurrency and more. You on the other hand are not worthy of Lydia’s affection you know right?” He continued, “You don’t even deserve to know her, let alone be in the same space as her…” The more he spoke down to Richard, Lydia watched him with a satisfied smile tugging at her lips. She glanced at Richard briefly, hoping he would now understand the gap between their worlds. She needed him to understand that her world– one of power, wealth, privilege and influence, was nothing like his. Amidst their taunts, Richard still remained calm and unmoved. He was only here because of his promise to Lydia’s father anyways, and he planned to leave once he heard back from Janae. Dustin, however, kept provoking him. Feeling his pride hurt by Richard’s calmness, he only grew more desperate to provoke a reaction. Suddenly, he raised his shoe towards Richard. “Unfortunately, I stepped in dog waste on my way here. If you get on your knees and lick it clean, I’d be generous enough to give you a thousand dollars.” Everyone laughed, anticipating the drama that would unfold. “Come on, Richard. You know this money will do you a solid,” Lydia teased, prompting the others to encourage Richard further to submit. “It’ll probably be his highest pay ever made.” “Swallow your pride, Richard. Don’t let this opportunity slip outta your hands. Hahaha.” Suddenly, Richard stood up calmly. “Ouu, his shameless ass is going for it.” They laughed. On getting to Dustin’s front, Richard pulled the shoe off and shoved it into his mouth. Everyone’s jaw dropped. Dustin immediately scrambled on the floor, spitting and quickly rinsing his mouth. Humiliated and fuming with rage, he shot to his feet and lunged at Richard with clenched fists. But Richard met his attack with a swift kick, sending him crashing back to the floor like he was a piece of paper. Richard hovered over him with a cold gaze, his voice was low and commanding, “Next time, know your limits.” At that moment, Richard’s phone began to ring. It was Janae.Richard stood upright and answered the call.Despite what had just happened, none of them had the guts to stand up to Richard or face him head-on. “Hello Ms. Janae.”“Good day Dr Richard. I’ve made a reservation at the Clubhouse Jairo, please meet me there now,” a soft voice came through the other end. “Clubhouse Jairo?” Richard repeated, his tone calm. Hearing Richard mention Clubhouse Jairo, murmurs broke out immediately. “Did he just say Clubhouse Jairo?” Layla whispered, her tone laced with disbelief. Another gasped. “That’s the most exclusive place in the city! You need connections just to get through the doors.”“Chill! Did you guys also hear him say Janae? Like Janae Janae?” Janae was from the city’s wealthiest family and was admired by many so how was Richard speaking to her right now? They wondered. “Alright, I’ll be there,” Richard concluded and hung up, preparing to leave when one of the guys hesitantly stopped him. His voice was trembling out of fear. “Was that Jan
Cane’s brows furrowed when he noticed the strange reactions of the group. “Did the loser also mention Jairo Clubhouse?” he asked.“He did...”Cane’s brows shot up, his eyes widening as a flicker of realization crossed his face before it hardened with his jaw tightening.“Are you serious?” he demanded, his voice laced with irritation. His jaws clenched tighter, anger brewing within him as suspicion crept in– will this loser actually be meeting Janae?“Cane, you don’t have to worry,” Lydia quickly said, shaking her head, “Knowing that bastard’s background, he was definitely lying.”She continued, “Don’t tell me you guys are falling for his tricks just because the information matched. He must have overhead somewhere that Janae would be at Jairo today and intentionally fabricated the story..”“Hmm,” Layla interrupted. “Well, despite knowing that loser for a short period of time, I know he is capable of it.”Cane’s eyes narrowed as their words sank in. He tilted his head slightly, “I gue
Elliot excitedly raced to the grand entrance of the restaurant. Without hesitation, he walked up to an elegantly dressed couple approaching the entrance.“Hello,” he greeted, eagerly holding up the card. “I have a special offer for you…” The man barely glanced at him before saying, “Not interested.” He then pushed him out of his way with a finger as if swatting an annoying fly. But Elliot blocked their path again with a polite smile. “It’s..” he began, only to be cut off by the woman. She sniffed, her eyes scanning him disdainfully. “Who let a filthy beggar like you stay around here? Get out of my sight now you scumbag!” His face fell. “I’m sorry,” he said and left. Elliot saw a group of men chatting close by so he tried again. “Excuse me,” he said confidently. “Please, can I have a moment? I think you’ll be interested in my special offer.”He held the card up to them, but they kept chatting like he was invisible. Elliot, however, moved closer, trying to get their attention.
Delilah was seated in her sleek office, reviewing documents when a knock interrupted the quiet. “Come in,” she answered, her focus still on the documents. A young lady gently stepped in. “Ma’am,” she bowed. “I bring news about the miraculous doctor.”Delilah’s gaze froze before she looked up at her. “Yes?”“News just came in that the Runo family have just obtained and activated an exclusive Miracle card.”Delilah’s eyes instantly lit, her brows shooting upward. “The Runo family have the exclusive Miracle card?” she repeated. “Yes ma’am”“But how?” she whispered, her brows furrowing slightly. Delilah couldn’t help but wonder how they were able to get their hands on the card when even her couldn’t. For the past few days, she had been trying to get her hands on one of the cards, but her efforts have been to no avail. “Are you sure of this?” she asked. “Yes ma’am,” the young lady replied. “It was confirmed some minutes ago.”“Interesting,” she murmured. “Get the car ready now.” A
Richard arrived at the location designated by who activated the card, waiting for them to send someone to meet him.It was an outdoor dining area. Upon arrival, after Richard gave certain information to the server, she led him to the reserved seat Dustin had already paid for. And moments later, she brought Richard a glass of wine. “Thank you,” he said, engrossed in the details from his master and wondering who had activated the card. Just then, a luxury car pulled up in front, and Dustin stepped out. When he looked in the reserved area, he saw Richard sitting there. His expression instantly hardened. “Tch. I don’t know why this bastard is here,” he whispered, guessing it was merely a coincidence. Dustin then scanned the area, searching intently for any sign of the doctor, but when he didn’t see any sign of him, he reluctantly glanced back at Richard who was sipping his wine.“The doctor must be running late,” Dustin muttered, stealing a glance at his watch before approaching Ri
“You’ve got steady hands, Richard,” Sia whispered seductively as she stared lustfully at him, biting her lower lips. “Bet they’re good for more than just handling herbs.”Richard flashed her a quick awkward smile, “mm-hmm” and returned his focus to sorting the herbs. Suddenly, a clattering sound echoed in the room and when Richard turned to see, he was met by a familiar sight; Katya’s lacy pants.Just now, she had intentionally dropped the container at Richard’s feet and leaned over to pick it up knowing her short skirt would lift just enough to reveal her underwear. Richard felt his face heat up and he quickly looked away, pretending not to see anything. “Richard!” An urgent voice burst through the door. “Is there an emergency?” His voice was urgent as he washed his hands, ready to respond. “It’s Ginny! She- she’s not breathing well. You need to hurry!” the apprentice gasped.Without hesitation, he left for her ward. Richard walked in just to see Ginny almost naked. With a s
After saying goodbye to his seniors, Richard finally stepped out of the clinic, and immediately he noticed a line of luxury cars just parked nearby. It was strange as this wasn’t a place that often saw such display of wealth, but he brushed it off and kept walking.“Excuse me!” a voice called out.Richard looked and saw a young, beautiful woman approaching him, with a man behind her. “Hi, sorry to bother you. Is Dr Jung available today?” she asked, a hint of urgency in her tone. “No, he isn’t. He left the clinic a long time ago.”Her shoulders slumped slightly as a quiet sigh escaped her. “How long? When will he be back?” she desperately asked. “For about two years now and I don’t know when he will be back. Do…” “Two years?!” Daniel, the man with Janae snapped, his voice sharp with frustration. Their grandfather was seriously ill and they had come, hoping that the legendary Dr Jung could treat him. But unfortunately, their hopes were shattered. “I knew this crap was a fraud!” D
“Look, I had no idea Sir Morrigan had fallen into a coma. In fact I’d like to see for myself.”Delilah frowned, “Are you trying to insinuate that I’m lying or something? You know what, follow me,” she ordered and led him to a room. She decided that she wouldn’t argue with him. She would just take him to see for himself then maybe he would finally give up on the engagement. Richard’s eyes widened slightly at the sickly old man lying unconscious on the bed. He increased his pace to take a look and it was really Sir Morrigan. All the color from the old man’s face had drained. Even his lips were chapped and purple. Every breath he took seemed to drag on forever and he looked as if he were barely hanging on, like a light slowly dimming. Richard lifted his hand gently and took a look at his palm, “Oh no! He has been afflicted with Viperis.”“What the hell is Viperis?” Delilah asked, her face twisting into a scowl. Richard’s expression grew grim as he shook his head, “Sir Morrigan is s