A Man Called Revenge

Chapter 7: The Hospital In Heaven

Gary sat frozen, too stunned to respond. His eyes locked onto the woman before him, drinking in every detail. 

 She was a blonde, her hair cascading like golden silk, catching the chandelier’s light in a way that made her glow. But it wasn’t just her hair—her face was striking, with high cheekbones and eyes that sparkled like deep blue oceans, holding a sharpness that hinted at secrets. She wore a tailored suit, black and fitted, that spoke of authority, yet the way she moved suggested grace and danger all at once.

 In a more plain description, the lady was extremely beautiful!

 “Master Wang?” she repeated gently, her tone pulling him from his daze. She stood tall, her posture perfect, hands clasped in front of her as if ready to serve or strike. “I’m Serena Voss, your personal assistant.”

 Gary’s mouth opened, then closed, words lost in the storm of his mind. Personal assistant? Him? The man who’d scrubbed floors for the Lancasters, who’d been beaten to death’s door, now had someone like this at his side?

 His hands gripped the sheets tighter, the silk cool against his sweaty palms. “I… I don’t understand,” he stammered, his voice rough with disbelief. “Why are you and everyone calling me that? Master?”

 Serena’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile, but her eyes stayed serious. “Because that’s who you are, sir. You were brought here three days ago, saved from certain death. The men who attacked you—they’ll pay. But first, we need to prepare you. Your true life begins now. I am sorry we took so long to find you, Master Wang.”

 Gary’s head spun. True life? He remembered Kage’s sneer, the fists, the fire—and then that voice, “Master.”

 Was this real, or was he still lying in that gas station, bleeding out? His chest ached with a mix of fear and a strange, growing unease and excitement.

  “Who saved me? And what the fuck is happening? If this is another one of Madam Ann’s tricks, tell her I am done! I need nothing from her anymore and I am not falling for one of her stupid tricks!” he said, his voice rising with urgency.

 Serena stepped closer, her presence calming yet commanding. “You were rescued by those loyal to your heritage, Master Wang. Your family—your real family—has been waiting for you. I’ll explain everything, but you must trust me. The world you knew is gone. The Lancasters, Kage, even Evelyn—they’re nothing compared to what you’ll become.”

 “Look, cut all the bullshit crap and tell me exactly what I am doing here. Are you guys using me for a movie role without my consent? Listen, I have no time for nonsense, I need to meet my grandmother. She needs me!”

 Finally, Serena grabbed a seat and sat down, facing Gary. Her face was now more calm, inviting and less formal. But she still showed respect by lowering her head.

 “Mr. Wang,” Serena began. “Your father’s name is Mr. Harold Wang and your mother’s, Queency Wang. Your father was born in the province of China, but he moved to America to expand his long-line business. Your grandfather was the wealthiest man in the whole of China. He had so much money he could buy the country seven times over.”

 “Your grandmother was there when you were born. She loved you with every bone in her body and was willing to do anything to protect you. Even if it meant taking you away from your parents at a really young age.”

 Gary had no words. He just stared blindly at Serena. It was like he was reading a fantasy novel, one of those novels where the male character finds out his true identity, and it is far from what he would have ever dreamed of.

 “See, there is a custom in the Wang family. Every first son of the men must be offered to Xue Wang, the god they all served, Xī xiě zhě which means, Blood Sucker. He was believed to be the source of their wealth. And your parents were ready to return to China to offer you up as a sacrifice to Xue Wang,” Serena continued, her voice steady but heavy with the weight of the truth.

 “But your grandmother, Lola, couldn’t bear the thought of losing you to some ancient ritual. She fled with you, barely a toddler, and hid you away in the shadows of a new life. She gave up everything—her safety, her ties to the Wang family—to keep you alive.”

 Gary’s breath hitched, his hands trembling as they gripped the silky sheets. His mind spun like a storm, memories of Lola’s gentle hands and whispered stories flashing through him. She’d always said he was special, that he had a destiny—but this? A god? A sacrifice? It felt like a tale from one of those fantasy books he’d read to escape the Lancasters’ cruelty. 

 But Serena was not done.