Trillionaire they never noticed

Non-members aren't allowed no more

Scott stepped into the living room and took off his coat that was drenched and hung it on a hanger by the corner before making his way forward.

"Good evening, sir." Scott greeted after catching sight of Mr. Fernando sitting across the living room, blowing smoke, and sipping tequila.

"The doctors finally discharged you?" Mr. Fernando inquired with smoke oozing out of his mouth.

"Actually they didn't. But I feel fine so I decided to leave the place." Scott responded.

"I knew you wouldn't just lie in there doing nothing. That's one thing I like about you, you are always determined no matter how tired or injured you might be. During your fight against Harry, after you got stabbed, I thought you would step back and sound and alarm for us to intervene...but no, you still chose to fight your way out of it." Mr. Fernando commented, pride evident in his eyes as he glanced at Scott.

"I appreciate the kind words, sir. I thought since I was feeling well I should leave the hospital because I might