If he knew, he surely wouldn't have said that!Naturally, Lucian should tell him who he is and end the conversation, but he isn't quite ready to reveal his true identity yet, so he merely asks, "Let's imagine I had rights in this hospital and could go up against all those big shots, will you work with me?"'It's just an imagination, right? Then there's no harm in responding honestly' Doctor Bertram thinks. He then smiles and nods. "Yes, I would. I've always wanted this hospital to be a better place.Lucian smiles and steps up to him. "Thank you for being such a good man. I can already see how much of a promising medical director you will be. He pats him on the shoulder twice and looks around. "Where is my friend? I need to quickly say hello to her."Doctor Bertram doesn't hear Lucian's last statement as he is carried away by the second.Medical director? Hah! Is he joking with me? Instead of being surprised, he finds what Lucian said hilarious. There are more than ten doctors senior
"Anyone would have come to this hospital, gotten what they came for, and left without paying me a visit, but you did. That is to show how much you value me, your employee. Thank you so much. I'm grateful.""It's nothing," Lucian waves her off and stands. "I'm glad you're all right. However, I must depart now. Forget about the bills and recuperate; the company will take care of everything. Also, do not consider returning to work once you have been discharged. "I'll have Yvonne prepare a leave for you. She will come pick you up once you are discharged and take you home. Your leave will be lasting for two weeks. Rest well and come back to work after that."The lady's tears freely cascade down her cheeks. He is so kind-hearted. She's never had a boss like him. She makes to stand and kneel to thank him but Lucian quickly holds her back. "Please," he shakes his head."Thank you so much, sir! Thank you!" Since she can't show her appreciation through actions, she says with utmost sincerity.
A bolt of lightning flashes and thunder roars. It's about to rain. The temperature plummets by so many degrees, causing everywhere to become chilly, and a great drastic wind begins blowing in all directions.Lucian trembles. He has just walked out of the hospital into the cold empty boulevard.It should not be forgotten that he wore Helen his shirt to cover her nakedness, leaving him with only his singlet.His gait is becoming heavy and his teeth are gnashing against each other.He curses inwardly. Where the hell is Chad and the tall burly figure? Did they abandon him here to perish?The rain begins drizzling and yet there is no sign of Chad's car. Lucian is torn between continuing to walk and returning to the hospital. Who knows if the boulevard ahead is safe? No one would want to walk into danger.But he also doesn't want to go back to the hospital now. He hates the scent there. He's never liked hospitals. Never.Now that he is thinking about the hospital, his mind drops to somethin
Lucian has every right to be angry. He has every right to despise them. Maureen and the paramedics are not surprised that he is being this cold toward them. They know the grave of their crimes. It's not wrong to say that they are quite lucky that they are still alive. It goes on to show how kind-hearted Lucian is.They drop to their knees still clutching the door handle. They are soaked from the rain, but they don't seem to care. They must have a motive."Please, Mr. Wood, we acted out of ignorance. The mistake has already been done and we've been punished. But we seek your forgiveness and hope that if our paths ever cross in the future, you wouldn't judge us for our past. Please all we want is your forgiveness. Please, Mr. Wood!" Maureen bows face flat on the wet boulevard and cries out."Miss Maureen is right, Sir. All we want is your forgiveness.""Yes, please forgive us. We know you've done enough by letting us live even after all we did and said to you. But please forgive us. Plea
"We are supposed to fly to Washington, DC., Young Master Hutton as per your request but I'm not sure that's possible anymore with the child in your care and the heavy downpour. As of now, we are only trying to leave this remote area back to Breckenridge, Ave.""No need to return to Breckenridge, Ave. Not at all. Do you want to kill me, Chad?" He grits his teeth and curses incoherently, clutching his belly tightly. "Ah!" He groans out. His stomach feels like it's about to be ripped apart. The worms are not taking it easy with him."Are you alright, Young Master Hutton?" Chad hastily turns and asks, staring softly at him."I'm not alright, Chad! Can't you see? I'm hungry! Like, I'm fucking starving! My stomach feels like it's about to be ripped apart. The worms in my belly are feeding on my intestines. It hurts so badly."Chad hastily picks up his phone in a panic. How can he sit here and watch his Young Master die of starvation? What will he tell Mr. Michael? Will he tell him that hun
In a Regal palace made of pure gold and luxurious accessories, a little boy is sitting on an elevated throne amongst nine Lords. It's the Ocean Lords! He is sitting on a throne higher than that of the Ocean Lords! Just like them, he has a golden crown on his head and is dressed in royal apparel. But the only difference is that while their apparels and crowns are plain there are Python symbols at the back of his apparel and in the front of his crown. This seems to signify his status as the formidable Python Lord!He sits leisurely with his leg crossed, his appearance exuding elegance and sovereignty.The Ocean Lords are staring at him with admiration and respect. He is but a seven years old lad yet he has done things and accomplished feats most people can only dream of doing or accomplishing. He has achieved feats even they can't dream of achieving. He is the Python Lord. The Lord of Lords!Even for formidable figures like them, being in his presence is an honor.There is a friendly
Having decided on that, Chad dishes the food and hurries back to the room, straight to Lucian who has been expectantly waiting, and extends the pasta bowl of food to him.Lucian beams as if he's just won a lottery, as soon as Chad passes to him the pasta bowl full of more beef and vegetable fried rice. He hastily takes it from him and digs in.Just like in the first, in less than five minutes, Lucian also finishes the food, and this time, he feels like he has eaten something. He, however, desires some more, but for some reasons, he refrains from asking for that and instead, requests a glass of water.One of the reasons is the simple fact that he doesn't want Chad to think he is a glutton. He had only eaten that much because he was too hungry. And still wants more because that hunger hasn't been entirely quenched. Anyone in his shoes would be as much hungry as he is, or even more!"Are you positive you want only water, Young Master Hutton?" Chad inquires sarcastically, a grin forming
"Water to wash your hands, Young Master Hutton," Chad's courteous voice infiltrates Lucian's thoughts."Why, old man, do you keep intruding on my thoughts every time I try to think?" Lucian is greatly mortified. He hisses loudly and casts a cold glare at Chad. The old man appears to have no satisfactory answers to his questions yet each time he tries to think and come up with one himself, he distracts him in one way or the other. What is wrong with him? Geez!He stands up and hurls the bowl of water in Chad's hands away, splashing water all over the room! "You are completely inept! Leave before I finish using the restroom!" He howls, his eyes bloodshot and his body exuding a faint feral aura.He briskly walks to his closet and furiously flings it open. After browsing through his clothes for five minutes or more, he picks out a brief, shorts, and a top. He tosses the shorts and top to the bed and strolls into the bathroom with the brief, his face so gloomy. BANG!He slams the bathroom