2025-04-29 15:04:17Alexander Hargrove’s face was a mask of pure fury.
"Enough!" he bellowed, voice echoing across the marble walls.
"I've had it with this clown playing with our emotions!"
He stabbed a finger toward the stoic man standing in the center of the room, his guards already moving forward like trained wolves sensing blood.
"Teach this psycho a lesson. Break him apart. Then I'll personally make sure he rots behind bars!"
The guards grinned, cracking their knuckles with sinister eagerness as they closed in on Yemin Ravollor.
The assembled doctors watched eagerly, some smirking, others whispering cruel jokes under their breath.
"About damn time," muttered one with a sneer.
"He thought he was better than the whole medical association combined."
"Let’s see him heal a broken jaw after this," another snickered.
Faye Langford’s heart was in her throat. She took a shaky step forward, torn between believing what her eyes told her and what her instincts screamed — that this wasn’t right. That Yemin didn’t deserve this.
Yemin didn’t even move. His hands were still casually tucked in his pockets, his expression detached, as if the threat of violence didn’t concern him in the least.
Maybe... maybe he really was crazy, Faye thought, torn between fear and fascination.
Just as the guards lunged forward, fists poised to strike —
Everyone froze.
All heads whipped toward the grand bed where Chairman Hargrove lay.
Another cough — louder, stronger.
And then, impossibly, his eyes fluttered open.
"F-Father?" Alexander’s voice cracked, disbelieving.
Chairman Hargrove’s gaze, still slightly foggy, swept the room — and locked onto Yemin.
Yemin gave a small, almost smug shrug.
"Huh. Missed it by a few seconds. Guess I'm rusty," he said calmly, almost to himself.
A stunned silence fell over the crowd.
The doctors stood gaping, their mouths working but no sound coming out. A few of them even instinctively stepped back, as if faced with something beyond their comprehension.
"Impossible," whispered a senior physician.
"That snakebite... no human could survive it, let alone recover so fast..."
Faye felt her heart stop for a moment.
He... he wasn’t lying. He wasn’t mad. He was telling the truth all along.
A crushing wave of guilt washed over her, hot and heavy.
I doubted him. I doubted him when he needed someone to believe in him.
Alexander stumbled forward, shoving the stunned guards out of the way, and dropped to his knees beside the bed.
"Father! Are you alright? How... how do you feel?"
Chairman Hargrove blinked, his voice hoarse but firm.
"Tired... but better than I have in days."
He tried to sit up, struggling against his weakened muscles.
Yemin watched silently, the faintest trace of a sardonic smile tugging at his lips.
"Not going to apologize?" he said, voice cutting through the thick tension like a blade.
Alexander flinched visibly.
"You slapped me," Yemin continued, his tone still maddeningly even.
"Twice, if I remember correctly. And ordered your dogs to beat me to a pulp. Shouldn't there be some... responsibility?"
The blood drained from Alexander's face.
"He’s... he's crazy," one of the doctors whispered, but it lacked conviction now.
"Maybe... maybe not," another muttered, eyes darting nervously between Yemin and the newly awakened Chairman.
Slowly, with the help of Marcus Chen, Chairman Hargrove pushed himself out of bed. His joints cracked in protest, but his movements were steady. Purposeful.
And then, to the utter shock of everyone present —
And fell to his knees.
"Forgive him," he rasped, head bowed low.
"Forgive my son’s insolence. He did not know the honor he was spitting on."
The room imploded with gasps and murmurs.
"What the hell...?"
"Chairman Hargrove — kneeling?!"
"For... him?!"
The mighty titan of business, the man whose mere frown could bankrupt a company overnight, knelt like a humble servant before a man they had all scorned.
The doctors scrambled to rationalize it in their heads.
"He must just be extremely grateful," someone whispered, almost pleadingly, as if trying to convince themselves.
"Yes, yes... just gratitude for saving his life. Nothing more."
But Faye saw it — saw the way Chairman Hargrove's body trembled with respect, not just relief.
No... this wasn’t just gratitude.
This was reverence.
Yemin remained still, looking down at the kneeling tycoon with an unreadable expression.
Inside, he felt the burn of long-buried bitterness rising.
It always took a miracle for the world to remember your worth.
It never mattered who you were — not unless you could do something they couldn’t ignore.
Alexander scrambled up awkwardly, his face burning with humiliation. He opened his mouth, then closed it again, floundering like a fish out of water.
No apology would suffice. No excuse would erase what he had done.
The guards who had prepared to beat Yemin now lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
Even the once-proud doctors stood silent, their previous arrogance shattered.
Faye stepped back, her mind reeling.
Who are you, Yemin Ravollor?
The man they mocked as a madman had turned their entire world upside down...
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Chairman Hargrove, still kneeling, straightened slowly and turned toward the stunned crowd. His voice, though still raspy from illness, rang with undeniable authority."Everyone. Leave. Now."There was no room for negotiation in his tone.The doctors who moments ago sneered at Yemin Ravollor scurried out of the room, heads bowed and faces red. Some of them stumbled in their haste, almost tripping over each other to get away. The guards hesitated, exchanging nervous glances, but at a sharp look from Marcus Chen, they too turned and filed out.Faye Langford lingered just outside the doorway, heart hammering in her chest as she peered in through the half-closed doors.Inside, only three men remained: Chairman Hargrove, Alexander Hargrove, and Yemin.The room felt suffocatingly tense.Alexander, pale and trembling, finally found his voice."Father," he blurted, disbelief dripping from his words, "Why... why are you begging a common doctor?!"He sneered, trying to reclaim some of his lost
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He caught her staring and smiled slightly."Can you drive me home?" he asked, his tone light."I don't have cab fare."Faye blinked, confused for a heartbeat."Y-You don't...?"He chuckled under his breath, the sound low and strangely comforting.Without waiting for her answer, he started toward the exit.As they crossed the wide lobby, whispers broke out all around them."Who is he?""How could a nobody like that...?""Chairman Hargrove knelt to him. Knelt!""Maybe he's... someone powerful we just don’t know about?"The stares burned into Yemin’s back, but he didn't seem to notice.Or maybe — Faye thought, heart pounding —He just didn’t care.Faye Langford gripped the steering wheel tighter as Yemin Ravollor slid into the passenger seat beside her, casual and unbothered, as if he hadn’t just turned the whole city’s elite upside down.Her mind reeled.First Group A’s CEO treated him like royalty... now Chairman Hargrove too?Just who exactly did Katherine Shaw divorce?She stole a gl
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The car hummed quietly beneath them as Faye navigated through the dim city streets, the soft glow of passing streetlights casting fleeting shadows across Yemin’s relaxed face.She stole a glance at him, still half-disbelieving everything that had happened today — and everything he was.Her grip tightened briefly on the steering wheel."I, uh... wanted to tell you something," she said, breaking the silence.Yemin turned his head lazily toward her, one brow lifting in mild curiosity."Yeah?"Faye hesitated, chewing her lower lip. Then she blurted,"Katherine invited me to her birthday party. She... she said you should come too."The words hung awkwardly in the air between them, thick and sticky.Yemin’s expression didn’t change — outwardly, he remained perfectly calm. But deep inside, something stirred.Invited?Katherine?Since when did Katherine Shaw offer anything without a knife hidden behind her back?Still, he didn’t let his thoughts show. Instead, he leaned his head back against
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The club pulsed with music and flashing lights, but inside the private VIP room, the atmosphere was deceptively cozy — laughter, clinking glasses, and glittering smiles.Katherine Shaw stood at the center of it all, glowing under the attention, dressed in a silver gown that shimmered with every move. She smiled sweetly at her gathered friends and acquaintances as they took turns presenting her with expensive gifts and pouring syrupy compliments over her.But beneath the dazzling surface, a storm brewed inside her.Her eyes, carefully lined with smoky makeup, kept darting to Faye Langford — who sat slightly apart from the crowd, looking uncomfortable but smiling politely.That bitch.Stealing my spotlight without even trying.Katherine’s manicured fingers tightened briefly around her wine glass.Tonight, Faye would pay."Faye, come now!" Katherine called sweetly, tilting her head in an innocent gesture."You’re making me look bad, just sitting there with an empty glass!"The others chu
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The private room’s heavy door burst open with a loud crash, making everyone jump.Several men swaggered in, their expensive suits doing little to hide the thuggish air around them. At their lead was Tommy, a smug grin splitting his face.Katherine’s eyes glittered with satisfaction."Perfect timing," she whispered under her breath, stepping aside as if she were just an innocent bystander.Faye Langford blinked blearily, the room tilting dangerously. She recognized none of these men. Her instincts, dulled by alcohol, screamed at her that something was wrong, but her body was sluggish, heavy."Who’s this pretty little thing?" Tommy drawled loudly, his eyes raking shamelessly over Faye's seated figure."You didn't tell me the package would be this good, Katherine."Katherine laughed lightly, masking her malice with a sugary sweetness."She’s all yours tonight, Tommy. A special birthday bonus, courtesy of me."Faye’s muddled mind struggled to make sense of the words.Package? Bonus?A sic
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