The Red sport Car pulled over at the parking space of the National board of Hospital accreditation. For some second, the door remained shut, the people leaned in.Slowly, the door opened, and a man draped in a tailored designer Red Suit with perfect on his body stepped out carelessly holding a bouquet of rose Flowers like it was more fragile than it was.Richard Carlson, the first son of the prestigious Carlson's family. The Carlson family is a Prestigious name in New York with Hospitals and businesses across the city. Richard studied Medicine outside the state, and he was the Director head of the family's hospital. The reporters swarmed him as bees would hover honey. Something about how he carried himself was different today. His suit felt too tight, his shoulder pushed higher than it would be on an ordinary day, and his movement was confident like the red carpet was spread out for him. A Black loafer that probably cost more than most corporate people's monthly salary mocked th

Richard's expensive phone buzzed in his pocket of his pants, a call that would make war explode but he was yet to realize it."Excuse me," He said and Amara nodded, a light smile on her face, she swirled a bottle of champagne that probably tasted like victory together with liquor. The murmuring in the lobby surrounded her, a quiet whisper of jealousy blending with nods of approval and greetings of congratulation that further made her pride bubble.Richard Carlson stopped at the dim and quiet end of the Hallway. He glanced at the hallway entrance to make sure he was alone before he picked up the call from his secret investigation who had been on Amara starting from the moment her rejection became insistent and grating on his pride.His brow tightened with a frown as he picked up the cell."What the fuck!? I thought we had already finished our deal." He berated, "are you back to con me of my money?!""Mr. Carlson, I have one last information that might be helpful. It's about Amara." A d

Richard rose to his feet, walking around the room with lazy steps in circle, his eyes thoughtful and strategic. The sound of his boot click the floor gently, a rhythm that matched the tick-tock of the analogue wall clock on the wall."The supposed legendary doctor is dead." He said more to himself, still circling. "Our family business is running down, our hospitals are bleeding, after the incident with pregnant Kaira.""It was all your fault!" Alejandro snapped."And I'm trying to salvage it." Richard turned to his father sharply, his voice calm but something was burning beneath that was desperation and restrained anger."You messed up the first time. The family company is teetering on the edge! Like the damn useless P in 'Psycho' ! It's all your fault! Now you're even going to make everything worse with whatever plan going on in your head that gives you the Teremity to announce yourself as the legendary Doctor!"Three years ago, Richard was just a fresh graduate with the spirit of de

Elais Kade Materialized at the dining room, his presence immediately pouring sand into their expensive buffet.Diane's face twisted with a tight frown of a woman who swallowed venom by mistake." What the heck are you doing here, Elias! Who allowed him to enter this place?" She snapped, her voice cutting through the dinning room like a razor blade."What are you doing here, Elais?" Amara's expression was pure disgust, her anger on restrain. "You Crawled back to beg for me to accept you back? Then let me tell you with clarity— the divorce paper is sealed and you don't get to come back here."Elias snorted, his voice a mix of mockery and amusement. "Come back?" His voice was indifferent against the family's outright outburst. "I am just here to tell you to be careful." "Careful?" Diane stepped into her personal space, her expression twisted in unadulterated disdain. "The only person she should be careful of is you, you are nothing but a stain on her career!" "Richard is not the person

The auction Hall glittered clean like a place that was ripped out from a magazine— high roofings, crystal chandeliers the size of a Power wheel arranged evenly on the white ceiling that was possibly reinforced because rich people value protection. The gentle hum of conversations and laughter filled the entire hall, rich people exchanging business conversations and connections, shaking hands and hugging one another, medical experts the world had only heard their names talking about new diagnosis and cure amidst laughter and champagne.Elias walked inside the hall, Bianca moved beside him at the same pace, her heels clicking the marble sharply. Her presence commanded the room's attention. Elias wasn't even entertained by the opulence of the room and the faces of elite doctors he recognized.He moved through the sitting arrangements to the far end of the room where people would hardly notice him. He sat down and leaned back while Bianca also sat beside him."You're avoiding someone?" She