Michael stood by the window in the quiet back office, watching the street below. A soft knock came at the door, and Dr. Harrison walked in, holding Michael's medical badge in his hand with a knowing smile."Here you go, Michael," Dr. Harrison said, handing the badge back to him. "Sorry about the show out there. I had to get those loudmouths off your back before they stirred up a total riot in the main lobby."Michael took his badge with a brief, grateful nod. "I know, Dr. Harrison. Thank you. As soon as you offered them a free toxicology screening, they ran out of here faster than a pair of Olympic sprinters."Dr. Harrison’s smile faded into a serious, concerned frown. He pulled up a chair and sat across from Michael. "Michael, think carefully about what happened today. That whole scene was staged from start to finish. Someone paid those two actors to come into this hospital and ruin your reputation. Have you made any powerful enemies recently?"Michael fell silent, his mind racing. H

"Apologize to him?" Michael looked at Susan, a bitter, disbelieving laugh breaking from his chest. "You want me to apologize to the man I caught in our bedroom with you? Are you insane? I will never apologize to this snake!"Susan’s face hardened, her eyes turning dangerously cold. "Michael, I am giving you one last chance. Apologize to Baron right now. If you don't, I will make sure Magret freezes every single one of your personal bank accounts by tonight. You won't have a single dollar to your name."Michael froze, staring at her in absolute shock. "You're threatening me? For him? You're using your family's lawyer to crush me just to protect another man?!"Susan gritted her teeth, stepping closer. "I am protecting my reputation and treating a guest with respect! You are acting out of control!""Tell me the truth, Susan," Michael said, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and profound heartbreak. "Was the disturbance at the hospital today your doing too? Did you send those fake

Juliana gasped, placing a delicate hand over her heart in a masterclass performance of sheer astonishment."Michael?!" Juliana exclaimed, her dark eyes wide with innocence. "What on earth are you doing in my house?!"Michael stood frozen by the dining table, holding a serving spoon like a weapon. He looked from the lavishly spread dinner table to Juliana, completely baffled."Your house?" Michael stammered, his mind spinning wildly. "Wait... the real estate agent told me the landlord was a busy executive looking for a tenant who could cook! He said the tenant had to be a doctor named Michael! Don't tell me..."Juliana let out a soft, elegant laugh, walking further into the room and tossing her handbag onto the couch. "Oh, goodness! What a crazy coincidence! I bought this villa last month to be closer to my company's corporate headquarters. But I barely have time to boil water, let alone cook, so I listed the spare room with my agency! I asked for a doctor because I wanted someone quie

The next morning.Michael woke up at six o'clock out of pure muscle memory. He walked down to the kitchen, silently preparing a rich, healthy breakfast spread of poached eggs, toasted bread, fresh fruit, and freshly brewed coffee.He poured the coffee into two cups, grabbed his medical coat from the rack, and walked toward the front door to head to work. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly stopped.‘Wait... Dr. Harrison suspended me yesterday.’Michael let out a dry, self-deprecating laugh, shaking his head. He had been so used to running to the hospital every single morning that he had completely forgotten he had been given the day off.He walked back upstairs, changed out of his formal clothes into a comfortable gray workout tracksuit, and headed out into the quiet, upscale neighborhood for an early morning run.The fresh morning air cleared his head as his shoes rhythmically slapped against the pavement. He completed a four-mile loop and was walking back toward the v

A huge, burly, heavy-set man with a thick neck and dark tattoos creeping up his collar burst into the room. His face was twisted in pure, violent rage as he glared around the office. Baron immediately put on a cold, sophisticated face, stepping forward with his head held high. "Sir, calm down. It was just a misunderstanding between kids. I am willing to pay for your son's medical treatment. Name your price." The man stopped, looking Baron up and down before bursting into a loud, mocking laugh. "Pay?! You think your pocket change buys off my family, you little weakling?!" Panicking under the man's intimidating aura, Baron tried desperately to state his status, unwilling to lose face in front of Leo and Mrs. Gable. "Do you even know who I am?! I am Baron! My family runs major enterprise operations in this city! You better watch your tongue!" The man laughed even louder, clapping his hands together. Suddenly, four large, muscular men in black jackets stepped into the room behind