After Rejection, I Became A Trillionaire Heir

CHP 008 — YOUNG MASTER

Chapter 8

“What? That's not possible! How can he afford to pay for the medical fees? The money is really substantial!” The Director mumbled unbelievably, and his face was filled with skepticism. 

Nevertheless, he was surprised the debt had been cleared but yet, he doesn't believe the medical and surgery had been paid.  

On the other hand, Nicholas Bellingham was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what he was hearing. 

‘Someone had cleared the bills, who could that be? I don't think I know anyone that is capable and rich enough to pay for the medical bills. Could this be a mistake?’ He mumbled to himself and thought of who could have helped him clear the hospital debt. 

All in his mind was to beg the director and the director to give him some period of time to look for the money but hearing the doctor's words, he was terrified and shocked. Who could have paid for him? 

“It's impossible! There must be a mistake! The money might not be sent to clear the debt for his sister's bills, it might be that of another person." The Director mumbled and stared maliciously at Nicholas. 

Nicholas was annoyed, he doesn't like how the director was looking down on him. “What do you mean by that, Mr Vice President? Are you claiming I can't afford the hospital bills? Someone had paid for it, and my sister's operation should be carried out immediately. What else are you looking for?" He spat disparagingly, the Ugly fat man's words had really pissed him off. 

“Shut up! How dare you talk back at me?" The Director snapped angrily, “You are nothing but an unfortunate being! No one deserves to know a loser like you! You don't deserve any man's help." 

Nicholas Bellingham’s heart pounded violently in his chest as he stared at the hospital director, his hands clenched into tight fists. The man’s cruel words echoed in his mind, each word dripping with disdain.  

“See how useless you are! You can't afford to pay for your sister's medical bills. Why don't you just die and know you don't exist anymore!”

The words stung, but Nicholas swallowed his pride. His sister’s life was on the line. He would endure any humiliation, any insult, if it meant saving Olivia.  

But then, everything changed in an instant.  

An old man—someone Nicholas had never seen before—stepped forward and delivered a resounding slap across the director’s face. The sound echoed through the hallway, silencing the murmurs of the onlookers.  

Nicholas’s eyes widened in shock. ‘No! This will only make things worse!’

He scrambled to his feet, his voice trembling with desperation. "You shouldn’t have done that! I’m still begging him to approve my sister’s surgery!"  

Saving his sister's life is his utmost priority and he would do anything just to save her life. 

The director clutched his reddened cheek, his face twisted in fury. "Who the hell is this old fool?!" he spat. "How dare you lay your freaking hand on me? Are you gullible enough not to know who I am?” 

The old man remained eerily calm. Without a word, he raised his hand again and struck the director a second time—harder. The Old Man's hands imprinted on his face. 

Gasps filled the air once again.  

Nicholas stood frozen, his mind racing. ‘Who is this man? Why is he interfering into the matter?’

The old man’s sharp eyes locked onto the director. "How dare you look down on him?" His voice was low, but it carried an authority that sent chills down Nicholas’s spine. "Do you even know who he is?"  

The director staggered back, his bravado faltering. There was something about the old man, something dangerous.  But he doesn't give a fuck about it. 

The Director clenched her fists, and stomped his feet on the ground angrily. He glared at the man in a dangerous manner, and spat, “Who the hell is this Old hag? What are you doing here?”

“The medical and surgery bills you have been complaining and shouting all about, I paid for it. I paid for Olivia Bellingham's medical bills.” Immediately he mumbled, everyone went wide-eyed, not believing anything he had been saying. 

Nicholas’s breath hitched. His knees nearly gave out. ‘This can’t be real. Nicholas stared at the man before him in bewilderment. 

The director let out a mocking laugh. "You expect me to believe that? A ragged old man like you, paying such an enormous amount of money. Ridiculous!" He spat maliciously, not believing anything the old man had said. 

But Nicholas didn’t care about the director’s disbelief. Tears welled in his eyes as he dropped to his knees before the old man.  

"Thank you," he choked out, his voice laced with emotion. "You don’t know what this means to me. My sister… She's all I have. Thank you… Thank you so much, I really appreciate your kind gesture towards me and my little sister." He appreciated it. 

The director’s face darkened. "This is nonsense! You think I'm going to believe all these nonsenses. 

There won't be any operation carried out on your sister until everything is being cleared.  Guards! Throw this lunatic out of this vicinity. He had been sprouting nonsense ever since he walked into the hospital!"  

But before anyone could move, a group of men in black suits appeared—tall, imposing, their presence commanding immediate silence. They bowed and stood behind the old man, their cold gazes fixed on the director.  

Cold shivers ran through the director's spine, and he began to tremble vehemently. He doesn't know the Old man was quite an important person. Therefore, he was indeed afraid.

He stuttered, “I don't know who you are before. I didn't mean all the rubbish I'd said earlier. I'm really sorry sir!” He implored immediately. 

The old man ignored him. Instead, he turned to Nicholas, his aged eyes filled with an emotion Nicholas couldn’t decipher. Then, to everyone’s shock, the old man bowed his head deeply.  

The group of men in black suits wasn't left behind, they all bowed their head to Nicholas Bellingham. 

“I found you, young master.”

Nicholas’s world spun. ‘Young master? What is he talking about?’

The hallway fell into complete silence. The director’s mouth hung open. The nurses and patients nearby  in stunned disbelief.