Chapter Eleven: Expensive Suit.

Chapter Eleven: Expensive Suit.

PAXTON was sitting on the balcony while browsing through his iPad. He’s studying all of Darius’ assets, investments and everything about his source of income. But then, it is still questionable. How could Darius gain billions when he only has Lavigne’s Realty Company, a small company offering internet providers, and investments? He was so sure that Darius had an underground business… Tomorrow, Amiel will apply as an IT technician in their IT department.

He quickly switched the screen to a funny video on social media after the door through the bathroom opened.

“What are you doing? You’re still working at night?” Lorelei asked.

He shrugged then smiled at her. “No, I wasn't. Just watching funny videos on my iPad.”

Lorelei didn't doubt his reason, she walked on the balcony and glanced at his iPad before she sat down in the Acapulco chair in front of him.

“I have been thinking these days,” Lorelei said.

“Hmm, what is it?”

Paxton grabbed the glass of whiskey on the glass table then sipped on it after his question.

“Do you plan on having a baby?”

He almost spit the whiskey he had drunk! But instead, he swallowed it all and coughed to clear his throat.

“Hey! Are you okay?” Lorelei asked.

Shaking his head, he flashed an awkward smile on his lips. “I haven't thought of that. Why? Do you want a baby now?”

Lorelei shyly bit her lower lip that Paxton thought was cute. “I’m not saying that I want now, but…”

“Hmm?” he asked, smiling.

“Don't mind me. I just want to know your plans for our marriage.” With her red face, she stood up quickly. “I’ll sleep now, good night!”

“Good night, and sweet dreams babe,” Paxton replied.

She immediately went inside and that made him smile. He shook his head and continued drinking on the whiskey he was holding.

He needs to control himself when it comes to Lorelei. If he made a mistake, his plan for ten years would go to waste and he doesn't want that to happen.

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DARIUS smirked after entering the Golden’s Medical Center. His hands slipped on his pocket as his secretary quickly followed him after shutting the car’s door.

“What are we doing here, Lord Darius?” Miguel asked.

“I just want to greet someone I know,” he replied.

He continued walking inside the hospital all the way to the dermatology department. His head held high, everyone he passed through could see how powerful and boastful he was. Wearing an expensive suit, Stuart Hughes Diamond Edition. Even his watch and shoes are screaming wealth but his personality is also screaming.

An ambulance stopped in front of the hospital and nurses and doctors ran towards the entrance. But because Darius was there, one of the nurses bumped into him.

“What the hell!” he yelled.

“I apologize, Sir! We are in the middle of an emergency. Please step aside.“ The nurse apologized and was about to follow his colleagues but Darius caught his collar.

“You ruined my suit!”

The nurse turned his head to him. “Sir? Please excuse me, I need to follow them—”

“Look at this! A bloodstain stained my limited edition suit!”

“Sir, I will attend to you later. Please!”

“What is happening here?”

A baritone voice stopped them from arguing. It was Paxton who was wearing a shrub. Darius looked at him, arching his brow.

“Ooh, Paxton finally, you’re here!” Darius flashed a sly smile then scanned what he was wearing. “You look decent in your shrub, nice. Decent than your trashy suits.”

“Let go of him, talk to me.”

He shrugged and then pushed away the poor nurse. The nurse quickly followed his colleagues as soon as he stood up.

Everyone is looking at them, gossiping.

“Go back to your work, don’t mind us.” Paxton turned his back to Darius. “Follow me. Don’t make a scene here, you’re embarrassing yourself.”

Darius glared at him. He doesn’t know but even how Paxton talk to him is irritating him. He doesn’t want to follow him but because people are looking at them and starting to talk, he followed.

They entered a clinic room, and his secretary, Miguel quickly shut the door behind them. That’s when Paxton turned his head to him.

“What are you doing here?”

Darius was taken aback by how Paxton asked him. It was as if he was higher than him. But of course, he won’t step back!

“Ah, to greet you. But it seemed like the employees here are rude. That nurse bumped me, and didn’t even apologize properly,” he smirked.

“There’s an emergency earlier. You should step aside if something like that happens. This is a hospital. Every life here is at risk,” Paxton replied.

“Huh!” he scoffed. “He even stained my suit!” he squirmed, not minding what he said.

“Which part?” Paxton raises his brow.

“Here!” Darius pointed at the small amount of red blood on his shoulder.

Paxton narrowed his eyes to try looking at that stain. If he didn’t look at it closer, it wouldn’t be recognized. Darius shoved him away when he was about to get even closer.

“Go away! Why are you leaning toward me?”

“You can wash that stain away, why are you so mad? That was a small stain.”

“Do you know how much this suit cost? Ah, you didn’t know, right? You didn’t know fashion after all. This cost almost $800k! I guess you can’t afford to buy this.”

Paxton shrugged. “Right, that was too expensive for a suit,” he replied. “Why did you wear that if you didn’t want to stain it? You should just hang it in your closet.”

“What the—”

“Why did you want to greet me, anyway? The last time I knew, you wanted to steal my wife.”

Darius glared at him, he clenched his fist in anger. He was here to humiliate Paxton but instead, it was like he was the one who was humiliated!

“I want to see how low your hospital was and I think I'm right,” he replied, smirking. “And correction, Lorelei was mine in the first place. She’s my fiancee back then!”

“She’s my wife now,” Paxton replied. “If you have nothing to say, please leave my clinic. I have patients waiting for me.”

“You’ll see! Lorelei will divorce you anytime soon! And that nurse has to pay for my suit!”

Paxton shrugged and then turned his back to him to go to his desk. “Remove your suit and throw it in the garbage, I’ll pay.”