CHAPTER 170 PART 2
Author: Yaseen works
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The guard laughed harshly. "You people don't get it, do you? Our chief doctor doesn't care about your wealth. He doesn't care about your status or your connections. He only treats people he finds interesting. And trust me, rich people with expensive convoys? Not interesting."

"Tell him," Alexander said, leaning forward so the guard could see his face through the window, "that Alexander Howard is here to see him. He'll find that interesting enough."

The guard's smirk faltered slightly at the con
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    "I need your help," Alexander said quietly, extending his hand to help the old man to his feet.Dr. Nathaniel Cross—now Dr. Nathan Cromwell—gripped Alexander's hand and pulled himself up, his eyes blazing with the manic energy that had made him both invaluable and terrifying during their military days."Anything," the old man said fiercely. "Name it, Master. I'm at your disposal.""There's a woman," Alexander began. "She's been—"But the chief was already moving, his transformation from outraged physician to military operative instantaneous and complete. He strode to the doorway where the senior doctor and her young colleague still stood gaping."YOU!" Dr. Cromwell barked at them, making both doctors jump. "Stop standing there with your mouths open like idiots! Prepare the neural imaging suite immediately! I want a full medical team assembled in five minutes! And someone get the woman in the lobby admitted to our most secure private room!""Sir?" the senior doctor stammered. "But you

  • Chapter 172

    The scene inside Dr. Nathan Cromwell's office was not what Alexander had expected.The chief doctor—a man in his late sixties with wild white hair and the wiry, energetic frame of someone who refused to acknowledge aging—was reclining in his leather chair with a young nurse perched on the armrest beside him. His shirt was half unbuttoned, his reading glasses pushed up on his forehead, and the unmistakable atmosphere of interrupted intimacy hung thick in the air.When the door exploded inward off its hinges, the old man shot to his feet with the speed of someone half his age. His face went from startled to absolutely volcanic in the span of a single heartbeat."WHAT IN THE NAME OF—" His roar filled the office like a thunderclap, rattling the framed medical certificates on the walls. "WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND JUST KICKED DOWN MY DOOR?!"The nurse scrambled away to a corner, clutching her collar together with wide, terrified eyes.Dr. Cromwell stormed forward, his finger jabbing the air t

  • CHAPTER 171 PART 1

    The doctor's expression hardened. "Dr. Cromwell doesn't see patients without his express approval. And even then, he only treats cases he finds intellectually stimulating. You'll need to submit your case through proper channels and—""I'm telling you now," Alexander interrupted. "Get Dr. Cromwell. Tell him Alexander Howard is here."Another doctor—a younger man with wire-rimmed glasses—laughed condescendingly. "Oh, another one who thinks name-dropping will impress us. Let me guess, you're some billionaire who's used to getting whatever you want? Well, that doesn't work here, friend.""Your patient doesn't even look remotely interesting," the senior doctor added, her eyes raking over Katarina with clinical disdain. "Neural damage from drug abuse, most likely. We see cases like this all the time. Some rich girl who overdosed on designer drugs and now you want us to fix her? Not happening.""She looks like a common drug fiend," the young doctor agreed mockingly. "Probably fried her brain

  • CHAPTER 170 PART 2

    The guard laughed harshly. "You people don't get it, do you? Our chief doctor doesn't care about your wealth. He doesn't care about your status or your connections. He only treats people he finds interesting. And trust me, rich people with expensive convoys? Not interesting.""Tell him," Alexander said, leaning forward so the guard could see his face through the window, "that Alexander Howard is here to see him. He'll find that interesting enough."The guard's smirk faltered slightly at the confidence in Alexander's voice, but he shook his head. "I'm not bothering the doctor with—""Tell him," Alexander repeated, his voice dropping to a register that commanded immediate obedience. "Or when he finds out you turned me away, you'll be looking for a new job. If you're lucky."The guard stared at Alexander for a long moment, something in those cold, unwavering eyes making him deeply uncomfortable. Finally, he pulled out his radio."Sir, there's a man here claiming to be Alexander Howard. S

  • Chapter 170 PART 1

    Lila sat across from James Morrison and his associates in the private club's back room, a glass of expensive wine in front of her that she hadn't touched. The six-figure payment had already been wired to her account—these men meant business."So," James said, leaning forward with keen interest. "Tell us everything you know about Alexander Howard."Lila took a breath, organizing her thoughts. "Alexander was my ex-husband. We were married for three years before I divorced him.""Your ex-husband?" Marcus Whitmore's eyebrows shot up. "You were married to this man and never knew he was wealthy?""That's because he wasn't," Lila said firmly. "Or at least, I don't believe he is. Not really."The men exchanged confused glances."But we saw what he did at the gala," Richard Palmer interjected. "He bought Global Inc. He destroyed two companies with a phone call. How is that not wealth?""It's cunning," Lila insisted, her voice taking on a bitter edge. "Alexander is an extremely cunning man. He

  • Chapter 169

    The private club on Riverside Avenue was one of the city's most exclusive establishments—a place where old money gathered to smoke cigars, drink aged whiskey, and discuss matters of power and influence away from prying eyes.Tonight, the atmosphere was tense.Five wealthy men sat around a mahogany table in a private room, their faces grim as they nursed their drinks. Each of them had been present at Victor Chen's gala. Each of them had witnessed what Alexander Howard had done to Victor and Ethan Zhang.And each of them was terrified they might be next."This is unacceptable," said Marcus Whitmore, a real estate mogul whose family had controlled commercial properties in the city for three generations. "We can't just sit by and let some nobody bulldoze his way into the top spot and displace us!""He's not a nobody anymore," countered Richard Palmer, owner of Palmer Financial Group. "Did you see what he did? One phone call and Zhang Enterprises collapsed completely. One phone call!""And

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