All Chapters of The Prisoner Son Returns as the Medical Saint: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
15 chapters
Chapter 1: The Price of a Criminal
Hell Prison smelled like rust and regret.The long hallway was dimly lit, and the silence inside was the kind that pressed against your chest. Hundreds of men stood in perfect stillness, their eyes locked forward, their breathing controlled. Not one of them dared to make a sound.At the center of it all, an old man sat with the calmness of someone who had already seen everything the world had to offer. His hands were steady as he held out a ring, placing it gently into the palm of a younger man standing before him."From today," the old man spoke quietly, his eyes carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken things. "You are the new leader of Apex of the Stars. Codenamed Zeus."Edward Cole accepted the ring without a word. His face was carved from stone, jaw set, eyes steady and unreadable. It was the face of a man who had long learned to carry weight without letting it show. Behind him, hundreds of people lowered their heads in unison, a silent wave of respect that filled the hollow
Chapter 2: Criminal
Edward looked at her for a long moment, his eyes darkening with something she could not quite name.She really said that. A convicted criminal. As if she had forgotten who had knelt on the floor three years ago, her and her parents, hands pressed together, voices breaking, begging him to please take the blame for her brother. Her brother who had drunkenly run a car into someone and panicked like a coward. They had begged Edward because they said the family could not survive the scandal. And he had loved her. So he said yes.He served every single day of that sentence without complaint. And now she stood in front of him in a designer coat and called him a criminal.He let out a short, dry laugh. "Am I a criminal, Eliza? If I had not taken the blame for your brother that day, would you even have a company to put on the market right now?"The words landed hard. Eliza's jaw tightened, and for just a second something cracked behind her eyes, a flash of something raw. Then it sealed over
Chapter 3: Don't Regret It
Eliza's eyes stayed on Edward for a moment longer than necessary, her brow pulling together slightly as she studied his face.She thought he was acting on impulse. That he had signed out of pride and wounded ego, the way a man who had nothing left sometimes made dramatic gestures just to feel like he still had some control over something."Edward," she began, her tone careful and measured.He did not look at her with anger. He did not look at her with sadness either. He simply looked at her the way someone looks at a closed door and replied, utterly calm, "Just don't regret it in the future."Cathy let out a sharp laugh, the kind that was designed to draw blood."Regret?" she sneered, her eyes bright with amusement and cruelty. "Who in their right mind would regret throwing out the trash? Only a complete fool would lose sleep over losing something as worthless as you, Edward. Trust me, the air already smells cleaner."Eliza turned and gave Cathy a single sharp look. Cathy closed her m
Chapter 4: Who Dares
The villa looked like it had been holding its breath for three years.Edward stood in the doorway for a moment, his eyes moving slowly across the dusty furniture, the curtains that had gone stiff, the thin layer of grey that had settled over everything like a quiet grief. His parents had picked out every piece of furniture in this house. His mother had chosen the tiles in the kitchen herself, arguing over the shade of white for an entire afternoon.He pressed that memory back down and stepped inside.It was complicated, standing here. That was the only honest word for it. Not sad exactly, not angry exactly. Just the strange, pressing feeling of a man returning to something that had existed before the world broke him open and put him back together into something entirely different.He started cleaning. Slowly at first, then with steady focus, the kind that kept the mind from wandering into places it did not need to go.His phone rang.He picked it up without looking at the screen. Th
Chapter 5: A Hundred Times
Vivien's eyes moved to Jenna slowly, the way someone turns to look at something that has just made an unpleasant noise.The warmth that had been in her voice when she spoke to Edward was completely gone. What replaced it was flat and cold and entirely unbothered."Who are you?" she asked, her tone carrying no heat, no curiosity, nothing at all. Just the bare question, the way you might ask someone why they were standing in the middle of a road.Jenna blinked, clearly not expecting to be spoken to like that. She straightened her back and pulled her expression into something sharp and dismissive, her eyes raking over Vivien once from head to toe."Who am I?" Jenna's lip curled. "I am asking the questions here, not you. You walked onto private property with your little bodyguard parade like you own the street." She took one step forward, her voice dropping into something uglier. "You are nobody. A pretty face with rented muscle. Now take your shameless self and get out of my sight before
Chapter 6: Threatening
Two of the other bodyguards moved to her before she could take another step. They were not rough but they were completely immovable, and within seconds Jenna found herself pinned, her arms locked, her feet barely touching the ground.Mark found his voice again somewhere under the shock and the humiliation, and what came out of him was raw and ugly."I will kill you!" he screamed, spittle at the corner of his mouth, his eyes red. "Every single one of you! I will have your entire families wiped out, you hear me? You are all dead!"Jenna, never one to be outdone, started screaming curses. Real ones, the kind that came from somewhere low and desperate, strung together in a breathless torrent aimed at Vivien, at the bodyguards, at anyone within range.Vivien's face changed.It was subtle. The composed mask did not crack exactly, but something behind her eyes went very still and very sharp, the way a person goes still when something crosses a line they cannot ignore. Her grandfather was l
Chapter 7: The Top Floor
Ken Norton was not a man who handled bad news quietly.He stood in the middle of his living room with his phone pressed hard against his ear, his face going through several shades of red as Jenna's voice poured through the speaker, broken and furious and loud enough that he had to hold the phone slightly away. When she finally stopped talking, he stood there for a moment with his jaw tight and his breathing controlled in the way that meant he was not calm at all.His son's leg was broken. Broken by a man who had no money, no family name, no position in the world worth mentioning. A man who had walked out of prison that same morning with a paper bag and the audacity to still be breathing.Ken set his phone down on the table. Then he picked up a different number.The man who answered on the third ring was not someone Ken introduced at dinner parties. He was someone Ken kept stored under a different name in his contacts, someone useful for situations that required a certain kind of so
Chapter 8: Liars
"Tame Head requires a personal belonging," Edward replied, watching her carefully. "Something that belonged to Logan. Clothing, a piece of jewelry, anything with sustained physical contact." He let that sit for a moment. "Which means whoever did this is not a stranger. Someone very close to your grandfather placed this on him deliberately."The color shifted in Vivien's face. Not dramatically. Just a subtle change, like a light moving behind a curtain."Save him," she said quietly. It was not a question and it was not a plea exactly. It was the voice of someone who had already decided how this would end and needed the world to cooperate."I will," Edward answered. "I need three things. Silver powder, white sage, and obsidian powder. Have them prepared and brought up."Vivien nodded once and pulled out her phone, moving to the corner of the room to make the call. Within forty seconds three different people were scrambling to source what Edward had asked for.Downstairs, in the main ent
Chapter 9: The Holden Name
The doctor had been patient for longer than most people would have managed.He stood at the reception desk with his clipboard held at his side and his expression professionally blank, watching Jenna pace and point and perform her outrage for the growing audience of nurses, patients, and visitors who had slowed their walking to watch what was happening in the lobby. He had delivered bad news to grieving families. He had managed aggressive patients and panicked relatives and men who thought their money gave them the right to rewrite medical protocol. He was experienced.But Jenna Norton was testing the outer edges of that experience."I am not leaving this desk," Jenna's voice rang out, sharp and absolute, her finger pressed flat against the counter like she was pinning something down. "Not until someone in this building tells me why my son, who is sitting in that chair in genuine pain, cannot be given a proper room. This is supposed to be the best hospital in the city. The best. And
Chapter 10: Fooling her
"Mark was upset," Jenna continued, her voice picking up a righteous tremble. "He was doing it for you, Eliza. Think about it. Edward just walked out of prison and he already has another woman at his side. Which means while he was sitting in that cell all those years, who knows what was happening. He must have been involved with her long before today." She shook her head slowly. "Mark just wanted to ask him about it. For your sake. And Edward flew into a rage, completely out of control, and attacked him. And that woman, she had bodyguards with her. Real ones. Big men. They held us down and that is how Mark's leg ended up the way it is."The lobby was still moving around them, feet crossing the floor, a PA system murmuring somewhere overhead. Eliza stood in the middle of it and looked at her mother's face carefully.She did not fully believe it. The story was too neat and Jenna's tears arrived too precisely when they were needed. Eliza had known her mother for thirty years and she und