The Billion-Dollar Windfall: Edwin Volvox

CHAPTER 3

Both the nurses, guardians and Edwin himself had to turn towards the location of the voice, only to see a huge framed man dressed in a dark navy blue suit. Which turned out to be a three-piece suit with a crisp white shirt and a navy blue tie. His shoes were black, shiny, and polished.

Adding to it, he had short, dark hair, neatly combed and parted on the side. His face was clean-shaven, and he wore a pair of wire-framed glasses. 

"I said, you all should let him go! He is not to be rough-handled!" he repeated after recognising their hesitation.

He hastened towards Edwin, slightly bowed, with an apologetic tone. "My apologies for coming late, young master. I should have arrived early enough and then this wouldn't have happened." Edwin was dazed. He found it hard to get meaning out of what was being said.

"Let's get going immediately, young master. I will make sure I get the best doctor and your mom will be on her feet in no time." Edwin had doubts.

He knew no one to suddenly help him out of the blues, but then, a cord stuck inside him that miracles were real. His mom had always said that to him.

Holding onto that word, he felt it was possible fate had brought this person to help.

"Fine, we should get going." Edwin decided to act along.

However, the director wasn't buying the idea of a lowlife like Edwin, being referred to as a young master. 

Instead, he tugged at Edwin's shirt and said. "You are both good at acting though. That's a very perfect script you've written. But should I tell you what?" he paused then continued.

"Your pranks wouldn't work on me, regardless of how much you try. You either pay my money or I call the cops this minute," he yelled out, pointing a finger at Edwin.

Surprisingly, a slap landed on his check out of nowhere. "You don't yell at my young master if you've not got manners, I bet I should teach you!" Alaric declared with a tone laced with anger.

"What if he owed? There's absolutely no reason to treat both him and his mother like they're worth nothing." Alaric voiced once more as though he were ready to land the director a second slap in case he repeated any more infuriating words.

"The corps will be here soon. I will make sure both of you get jailed. Then we would see who would bail you both out." The director once again rained his mouth without control.

"You will do nothing," Alaric responded. "Instead, you will get fired instead." After that statement, he dialled a number immediately.

"In five minutes, prepare the paperwork for Silvergate Hospital. I don't care how much it cost, but I want it done now!" He gave the order and then the phone went off.

"Paperwork?! Can that be a real call?" A guardian had asked just another guardian.

"I can't say. But I doubt if someone like this guy with a sick mother would know someone that's  capable of buying a hospital that's as big as this."

Irrespective of the call made, the director and some of the nurses burst out in laughter. "Really! You both have no other pranks to play than this you've been putting forward all along?" 

The director's face deepened with frowns. "In a few minutes' time, if you both do not leave the premises of this hospital, I will make sure you get disgraced and thrown out!" 

"Moreover, you," he pointed at Alaric and continued. "Yes, you. You hit me just now, for no just cause, and you believe I should overlook that without a reaction? Never! It's quite impossible. I would instead throw both you and your mother out to the street." The director pointed at Edwin with his voice laced with anger.

"You guys are psycho."

Alaric seemed unfazed, and this same courage built Edwin's confidence. "A few minutes is all everyone here needs to know that you are the real psycho." 

The director was about to counter, but his words were cut short by the chiming of his cell phone. 

He was slightly dazed at the caller, his pupil constricted. Considering the caller ID, he had to change his tone before he picked up. "Boss, you cal…" 

"I made you a director just because I will not be able to monitor the affairs of the hospital myself. But then, I never said you should go against big men."

"Are you drunk?" The voice interrupted and then scolded him immediately.

"Do you have a death wish?" The director was very much confused. 

The president of the hospital board was the one who called, but then The director found this word hard to reckon with. "B…oss, big men. What do you mean by big men? No one has ever reached out and we didn't treat them we…"

"Aiden! Are you dumb?!" the president yelled out. "You really have gotten another job right?"

"Boss, I'm upholding the hospital ethics just as you have always ordered. Trust me, I never went against it. I have just two people in front of me, one of whom claims to buy the hospital, that's all."

"You are really dumb, Aiden. Now pack yourself and get the hang of the hospital, because it has been purchased by a superior family."