THE PRISONER RETURNED AS A KING

Chapter 5: MRS. CARRINGTON

"I'd like to speak with Mrs. Carrington herself." Karl said confidently, unbothered by the mockery surrounding him. "Tell him Kade Crowe is waiting."

The lobby rippled with laughter immediately he finished the call. Someone banged a desk, laughing so hard tears streamed from his eyes, another man caught himself against the wall, reeling with laughter.

"He's a delusional lunatic."

"If he has Mrs. Carrington's number, then I have the president of this country's number. What a joke!"

Kade simply smiled faintly as he tucked the phone back in his pocket. "We shall see about that."

The chubby chief receptionist leaned over the desk, her cheek flushed out of sheer amusement. "I'd like to see Mrs. Carrington walk down here because of you. I'd resign Immediately..." She said, hundred percent confident the man in his front had just made a fake call. He leaned closer, her voice dropping to a cruel dangerous edge. "..and if Mrs. Carrington didn't show up here in the next five minutes which I'm sure would never happen, not even in your dreams. I'll ask Securities to break your leg and drag you out like trash."

Kade planted his hand in his pocket, his expression calm and unbothered.

"You're ready to lose your job." He simply said with a faint smirk.

"You're leaving this place in body bag." She gritted her teeth. "Securities get ready to Bash him."

Meanwhile the upper floor was unaware of the Chaos folding at the lobby. The atmosphere here was quieter, natural illuminants poured over the expensive marble, leaving it glimmering. This place is only meant for people who could afford real comfort and specialized treatment that probably cost more than what most people earn in a year.

At this moment, the entire floor was reserved by the Carrington family, bodyguards in black suits flanked both sides of the corridor.

Mrs. Carrington clicked up and down the corridor with panic plastered over her face. She paused in front of the ICU glass door. Inside, her daughter was laid on a bed, pipes connected to her body, running fluid that didn't give any improvement for the past six hours, machines screamed around her displaying signals that made Doctor move around her with urgency.

Mrs. Carrington pressed a palm to her mouth, muffling cry, tears pouring from her eyes. "Oh, God. Please wake up baby.. wake up.." Her voice cracked with emotions.

The Chief Physician, Dr. Marcus Williams walked out of the ICU with exhaustion in his eyes. He wiped sweats from his face with sleeve.

Mrs. Carrington lunged for his collar with force that could bruise.

"How is my daughter..tell me my only child is fine.."

Dr. Marcus exhaled sharply. "Mrs. Carrington you need to take it easy. We're giving her every treatment feasible to get her awake.." but his voice lacked the usual confidence of a man in the field for over twenty years. "..her sickness is strange. I haven't seen anything like it over twenty years in my career."

Dr. Marcus William earns the title of the Second best physician through his breakthrough in the line of medicine but right now he wasn't looking like it.

Another exhalation escaped his lips.

"Every results, every tests..it comes back with no diagnosis. Medical reports suggested she is absolutely fine.."

"My daughter is dying!!" Mrs. Carrington's voice broke with emotions on the scream. She locked his collar tightly, her voice cracking with desperation. "Please.. please do something about it. I will pay you more. I'll give you everything. Just make sure my daughter is wakes."

Her shoulders convulsed with sob.

Dr. Marcus exhaled, shakily, his shoulder slumped in helplessly.

"This isn't about Money, Mrs. Carrington. You have paid a lot for this treatment already. We'll not stop doing our best to get the primary cause of her illness."

Mr. Carrington walked in at that moment. "Honey, what is the problem with Olivia? How is she?"

Mrs. Carrington broke down in tears, her head buried to her husband neck.

"She's not feeling well..our daughter is not waking... please do something.." Her voice muffled against his chest.

Mr. Carrington wrapped her arms around her, suppressing his own emotions to comfort his wife.

"She will be fine, Darling. She will be okay." He rubbed her back gently.

A woman strutted in, wearing a crisp blazer with a professional presence. A tab swung in her hand showing real-time surveillance footage.

Natalie, Mrs. Carrington assistance.

"Boss.." She called before she reached her. "... someone is causing a scene at the lobby. A man also called in earlier, said his name is Kade Crowe."

Mrs. Carrington detached from her husband arms with speed.

"Mr. Crowe is here?" She gasped, her voice shaking. Relief mixed with panic exploded across her face. "How long...how long has he been waiting?!"

She snatched the tab. The scene unfolding at the lobby continued under her gaze.

"I can't say for sure, Boss. The receptionist stopped him him. The scene isn't looking good."

Mrs. Carrington's expression instantly reddened with anger. "How dare that uncultured idiot insults my important guest!" She tossed the tab without even looking Natalie caught it or not.

Her heels clacked the marble frantically like bullets rattling against steel, crossing the corridor with urgency and anger.