All Chapters of From A Useless Cripple To An Almighty Boss: Chapter 591
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591: Important News
There was already panic in the atmosphere.What had started as a controlled and orderly procedure had now turned into something entirely different. The calm that once filled the emergency area had been replaced by urgency, tension, and barely contained fear.Nurses and doctors moved quickly in and out of the treatment room, their footsteps hurried, their expressions strained. Some carried equipment, others rushed back with supplies, and a few exchanged quick, worried glances as they passed one another.It was no longer subtle.Something was clearly wrong.Outside the treatment room, Mr. Lewis stood with the security men, his posture stiff as he observed everything happening around him. At first, he had tried to remain patient, trusting that the process inside was under control.But now—The constant movement.The urgency.The visible tension.It all began to feel off.He exchanged glances with the security personnel beside him. They didn’t speak, but the look in their eyes said enough
592: Chaos exposed
At that moment, Mr. Lewis was completely drawn in.The woman’s words, though brief, carried enough weight to immediately spark his curiosity—and more than that, his concern. There was something about her tone, something about the way she spoke, that made it difficult to ignore her.He stepped forward slightly, his expression sharpening.“What is it?” he asked. “What’s happening in there? What do you know?”The woman hesitated for a brief moment, as though weighing her words carefully. Her eyes moved between Mr. Lewis and the security men before she finally spoke.“Isn’t it obvious?” she said quietly. “Whatever is happening inside… it’s a mess.”She paused, letting that sink in.“Pure chaos,” she added. “And if nothing is done soon, you might as well prepare yourself to lose your boss.”Her words landed heavily.Mr. Lewis’s expression changed instantly. The calm composure he had been maintaining began to crack, replaced by visible alarm.He turned briefly toward the security men beside
593: Kicked out
Shock and silence filled the room.The tension that had already been building reached its peak as every single person present turned their attention toward the entrance. For a moment, no one moved. No one spoke.They all stared.Dave had just walked in.He moved forward calmly, as though the chaos in the room meant nothing to him. His steps were steady, unhurried, and completely controlled. There was no sign of panic in his expression—only a quiet confidence that stood in sharp contrast to the disorder around him.A faint smile rested on his face.His gaze swept across the room briefly before settling on Mr. Yale.Their eyes met.And in that moment, the difference between them was clear.Mr. Yale looked shaken.Dave did not.“What the hell are you doing here?” Mr. Yale demanded, his voice sharp but lacking its earlier authority. “How did you even get in here?”Dave tilted his head slightly, his smile remaining.“Is that really what you should be asking right now?” he replied calmly.H
594: Pleading
Dave handled the treatment with complete professionalism.From the moment he stepped in, there had been a noticeable difference in the atmosphere. The earlier chaos had gradually been replaced by a more controlled and focused rhythm. Every instruction he gave was clear. Every movement he made was deliberate.Time passed steadily.The tension in the room remained, but it was no longer driven by confusion—it was driven by anticipation.And then, after what felt like a long and exhausting process, it was finally over.After about an hour, Dave completed the procedure.He stepped back slightly, removing his gloves with calm precision before disposing of them properly. Without rushing, he moved toward the sink and washed his hands thoroughly, his expression composed as though everything that had just happened was well within his control.The room remained quiet.The doctors and nurses watched him, some of them still processing everything they had just witnessed. There was relief in their e
595: Condition
“Please… forgive me!”Mr. Yale’s voice trembled as he remained on his knees, his hands slightly raised as though reaching for something he could no longer grasp.“It was a mistake—a careless mistake! I didn’t mean for any of this to happen,” he continued desperately. “Please, just forgive me! I’ll pay for everything. I’ll fix it. I’ll do anything you want—anything at all!”His words came out in a rush, one after the other, as though he feared that if he paused, he might lose the little chance he believed he still had.“Please… just forgive me,” he repeated again, his voice lowering. “You’re already safe now… nothing happened in the end… so please…”He kept going, trying different angles, different tones—pleading, explaining, promising.But none of it worked.Mr. Dan wasn’t listening.Not even a little.He sat calmly on the bed, watching Mr. Yale with an expression that was almost unreadable at first glance. Then, slowly, a faint smile appeared on his face—but there was no warmth in it
596: Set Plan
“That’s the only way I can even consider sparing you,” Mr. Dan said with a sigh. His tone was calm, but there was no softness in it. “It’s as simple as that.”He paused briefly, his gaze fixed on Mr. Yale.“Because I cannot stand to look thieves like you in the face,” he added coldly. “You disgust me.”Those words cut deeply.Mr. Yale lowered his head slightly, his expression strained as he tried to process everything. His mind raced, searching for an easier way out—something that would not cost him everything he had taken.“Please…” he said again, his voice filled with desperation. “I’ll pay the fine. I’ll do that. Just… please consider it. I’ll make it up to you in any way you want.”But Mr. Dan immediately scoffed.“It seems you’re still not taking this seriously,” he replied.There was a sharp edge to his voice now.“I’ve already told you what you need to do.”He leaned slightly forward, his eyes narrowing.“I’m giving you three days,” he said firmly. “Three days to return everyth
597: Settlement
Mr. Yale didn’t give up.After the failed phone call, he knew he couldn’t afford to wait any longer. Time was no longer on his side, and every passing moment only brought him closer to the deadline that had been set for him.So he made a decision.If Dave wouldn’t come to him—Then he would go to Dave.Without hesitation, Mr. Yale made his way to Dave’s apartment. The journey there felt longer than it actually was, his mind filled with anxiety, fear, and desperation. By the time he arrived, he was already worn out—not physically, but mentally.Still, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.A few seconds later, the door opened.Dave stood there.Calm, composed, and completely unbothered.He looked at Mr. Yale briefly, his gaze scanning him from head to toe before settling on his face.“What are you doing here?” Dave asked casually.Mr. Yale took a breath, clearly trying to steady himself.“I came to see you,” he said. “Since you said you were busy earlier… I decided to come in pers
598: Signed with words.
Dave picked up the documents and carefully began reading through them.He didn’t rush the process. Instead, he took his time, going through each page with quiet focus, making sure every detail was exactly as it should be. His expression remained calm and composed, giving nothing away about what he was thinking.Across the table, Mr. Yale sat silently.He watched Dave without interrupting, his gaze fixed on the documents in Dave’s hands. There was a subtle tension in his posture, a kind of quiet unease that he couldn’t fully hide. The weight of everything that had happened lingered heavily in the air between them.After a while, Dave finally placed the documents down.He didn’t sign them immediately.Instead, he leaned back slightly and looked directly at Mr. Yale.“If you had an issue with me,” Dave began calmly, “you should have come to me directly.”His tone was steady—not harsh, but firm enough to carry meaning.“There are many ways to compete with someone,” he continued. “Healthy
599: The News
Dave smiled warmly.“Then it’s not too late,” he said. “You can still build yourself up from here.”His tone was calm and reassuring.“Take your time,” he continued. “You don’t have to rush anything. Things will fall into place as long as you stay on the right path.”He paused briefly before adding,“And if you ever need help or advice, feel free to reach out. I’ll be glad to help.”There was sincerity in his words—no pride, no superiority, just a simple willingness to guide.Mr. Yale nodded, a small but genuine smile appearing on his face.“Thank you,” he said. “Thank you for understanding.”For a moment, there was a quiet sense of closure between them.Dave then stood up from his seat, adjusting himself slightly.“Go ahead and hand over the contract to him,” he said. “You’ll still have to pay the fine.”His tone became a little more firm, but not harsh.“Consider it a lesson,” he added. “Something to remind you to make better decisions next time.”He gave a slight nod.“But don’t wo
600: Our Happy Ending.
Everyone was shocked by the announcement, especially their mothers.They stared at each other with bright smiles before turning back to Dave and Anne.“Oh my God?! Is this true?!” Mrs. Kit exclaimed in excitement.“Oh! I knew this was going to happen! This is amazing!” Mrs. Lucy added, equally thrilled.The two women celebrated happily at the news, immediately asking for all the details. They were eager to know everything—when it started, how it happened, when the confession took place, and how long they had been together.Their excitement was overwhelming, and they simply couldn’t hold back their curiosity.Dave and Anne smiled shyly as they held hands and began to narrate everything to them.The two women listened with glowing expressions, their hearts filled with joy. They couldn’t stop smiling, and their happiness only grew as they heard more. It was truly double joy for them.They also asked about the wedding—when it would happen—and Dave explained that it would be soon. He revea