Calvin and Christina finally arrived at the grand hall where the classical music concert was to be held. The building was elegantly adorned, reflecting the sophistication of the event. As they approached the entrance, they could see a large banner announcing Albert Finch as the main sponsor, highlighting the evening's performers, all graduates from the prestigious music school he had founded. Despite his military background, Albert Finch had a profound love for classical music, a passion that was well-known among his peers.One of the evening's featured performers was his nephew, Dante Finch, a prodigious talent who had already garnered much acclaim. Calvin showed their invitations to the receptionist, who then escorted them inside with a polite nod. The ambiance of the hall was both grand and welcoming, filled with the soft murmur of guests mingling and the gentle strains of a string quartet playing in the background.As Calvin and Christina entered the main reception area, Albert Fi
The classical music concert progressed smoothly, with the performers delivering a mesmerizing performance that captivated the audience. The rich tones of violins, the deep resonance of cellos, and the harmonious blend of woodwinds and brass created an atmosphere that transported everyone to another world. Calvin found himself thoroughly enjoying the evening, the music providing a temporary escape from his troubles.The performance of Beethoven's Symphony No. 9 was particularly moving, its powerful 'Ode to Joy' stirring emotions and a sense of unity within the audience. As the final notes of the first half echoed through the hall, the lights brightened, signaling the intermission. Guests began to mingle, heading towards the cocktail area to refresh themselves before the performance resumed.Calvin saw this as an opportunity to speak with Albert about the issues he was facing. He turned to Christina, who nodded encouragingly, understanding his need to seek help. "Go talk to him, Cal," s
Lionel laughed heartily at Calvin's words, his eyes glinting with cruel amusement. "Regret underestimating you? I won't regret anything. You’re a nobody, and I can crush you under my shoe like the insect you are."Christina, sensing the situation escalating, stepped in quickly. She took Calvin's arm, her voice soothing yet firm. "Calvin, don't waste your time on people who aren't worth it. Let's go."Albert, noticing the rising tension, also intervened. "Lionel, I must insist that you show respect. While you are a guest of honor here, so is Calvin. Without Calvin, I might not have been able to organize this event or even stand here healthy tonight."Lionel and Kevin exchanged smug glances but didn't push further. They had achieved their goal of mocking Calvin and felt content. Lionel shrugged, his smile condescending. "Very well, Albert. We'll drop it for now. Enjoy the rest of your evening."As they walked away, Christina whispered to Calvin, "Don't let them get to you. They’re just
Dr. Greene looked at Calvin and smiled slightly, then shook his hand. Albert, standing tall and exuding a sense of authority, introduced Calvin with a tone that commanded attention. "Dr. Greene, meet Calvin Hudson, the proprietor of Hudson Clinic."Dr. Greene nodded, his expression shifting from polite curiosity to recognition. "Of course, I've heard a lot about you, Dr. Hudson. You're quite the talk of the town."Seizing the opportunity, Calvin leaned forward slightly, his voice firm yet respectful. "Dr. Greene, you must be aware of the closure of my clinic due to the revocation of my license. I'd like to request that you reinstate it, as I have done nothing wrong."Dr. Greene's smile faded slightly, replaced by a more serious demeanor. "Yes, I am aware. I signed the order for your license revocation myself."Calvin took a deep breath, steadying himself as he looked directly into Dr. Greene's eyes. "Then you must know that the grounds for that decision were unfounded. I've complied w
Dr. Greene was about to respond to Calvin, but Kevin Lang quickly interjected, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "There's no way we're going to conduct a treatment in the middle of a classical music concert and gala dinner. Besides, if Calvin fails, wouldn't that just be embarrassing?"Calvin nodded, keeping his composure despite the taunt. "You're right, Kevin. This isn't the right place for a demonstration. But I assure you, I won't fail."Dr. Greene, sensing the escalating tension, stepped in to diffuse the situation. "I will give you an opportunity later, Dr. Hudson. We can arrange a more suitable time and place for this."Lionel's face contorted with shock, his eyes narrowing with disbelief and anger. "This is absurd, Matthew! You can't seriously be considering this."Dr. Greene raised a hand, silencing Lionel's outburst with a calm but firm gesture. "The event is about to continue with dinner. Let's not argue about this any further. We can discuss it in a more appropriate setting
Christina looked up, her eyes locking onto the person who had spoken. To her astonishment, it was Alana, standing there with a glass in her hand and a sardonic smile playing on her lips. The insincerity in Alana's voice was palpable as she repeated, "Oh, I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry."Christina's initial shock quickly gave way to a surge of anger. She straightened, her eyes narrowing as she regarded Alana. "You followed me here and did that on purpose," she accused, her voice steady but laced with irritation.Alana’s smile widened, taking on a more mocking edge. "That's a very serious accusation, Christina," she said, her tone dripping with feigned innocence and amusement. "You really think I'd waste my time doing something like that?"Christina took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "Yes, I do. It's obvious you have a problem with me."Alana laughed softly, the sound lacking any genuine mirth. "You think too highly of yourself. It was an accident. If you can't handle
As Calvin and Christina were about to rejoin the dinner, Beatrice and Giana suddenly approached them. Beatrice, with a haughty expression, eyed Calvin disdainfully. "Calvin," she began, her voice dripping with condescension, "it's clear that there is nothing more to discuss between you and Alana. It's time to let it go."Giana, standing beside her sister, nodded in agreement. "Sis, what are you thinking?" she scoffed, turning to Alana. "You want to go back to this loser? You threw away the CEO of a major hospital for this unclear, unemployed man. He plays rich with other people's money from his fake healings. It's all clear as day."Beatrice seized Alana's arm, pulling her closer. "I won't let you go back to this failure," she declared, her eyes flashing with determination. "You're better than this, Alana. He’s a nobody, riding on the coattails of false promises and empty claims."Christina stood by Calvin’s side, her expression a mix of anger and disbelief at the barrage of insults.
Kevin stood in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the dance floor where Calvin and Christina were enjoying a quiet moment together. The sight of their happiness, especially Calvin's, gnawed at him. Alana had once told him she loved him and had left Calvin for him, but now it seemed everything was turning upside down. She had walked away with Beatrice and Giana, yet Kevin couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal as he watched Calvin.Kevin clenched his fists, his jaw tightening with barely suppressed rage. This couldn’t go on. He had to do something to put Calvin in his place, to make him pay for this humiliation. He turned to his father, Lionel, who was standing nearby, sipping a glass of champagne with a smug expression on his face.“Dad,” Kevin hissed, his voice low and urgent. “I can’t stand this anymore. We need to do something to utterly humiliate Calvin. I can't watch Alana's infatuation with him.”Lionel raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. “And what exactly do you have in mind, K