The Rise Of Nicholas Hensaw

Chapter 27

"What? What people?" Nicklaus asked, but Chris's reaction made him pause.

"What do you mean by 'what people'?" Nicklaus wasn't concerned about his own safety—he was mostly worried about his sister's wellbeing.

"You shouldn't worry about that, sir. Your father made sure they'd have no trace of you and your sister," Chris informed him.

Nicklaus was still uncomfortable with the information he was receiving.

Meanwhile, a TV in the room was tuned to a news channel, but the volume was turned down.

As Chris's eyes fell on the TV, he spotted Nicklaus's picture and was stunned. He turned to Nicklaus, who followed his gaze to the screen.

"Turn up the volume," Nicklaus said, and Chris reached for the remote.

As he increased the volume, the reporter's voice became audible.

"Nicklaus Henshaw reportedly turned down the offer that Mr. Fin made. The young man is said to have left the mansion with his sister to return to poverty. I'll hand it over to my colleague to share the city's reactions to this story," the female news reporter announced.

Nicklaus narrowed his eyes. "The man wasn't doing me a favor—it was a scheme to humiliate me further," he muttered quietly.

"Well, the first comment here suggests he must have had his reasons, but apparently, that's the only positive comment among them all," the male reporter said with a chuckle as he continued reading responses.

"What kind of news station is this?" Nicklaus asked, raising his eyebrows. He was only familiar with regular news broadcasts—he'd never encountered anything like this before, probably because he barely had time for himself and rarely watched television.

"People and their opinions," Chris answered.

"Please switch to a normal news channel," Nicklaus said firmly.

"He must have been such a fool that he barely knows what's good for..." Before the reporter could finish reading the comment, Chris changed the channel.

Nicklaus chuckled softly. "Some people have primitive minds."

When Chris changed to another news channel, Nicklaus saw his name again. He wasn't interested in seeing himself on the news.

"Lower the volume," he said sternly, and Chris immediately complied.

"I can't believe what my father did. I don't think I can forgive him," Nicklaus said quietly, standing up and losing interest in the conversation.

"Your father did it to keep you safe..." Nicklaus spaced out, unable to understand what exactly his father was trying to protect him from.

He couldn't hear what Chris was saying anymore as he became lost in thought. Suddenly, his thoughts turned to the heirloom. "What is this thing on my hand? I can't understand how it gave me so much knowledge..." He paused and began seeing analyses appear before him.

"His heartbeat—why is it suddenly racing?" he asked, frowning.

Initially, Chris had appeared calm, but now Nicklaus noticed his heart was beating rapidly without even checking his pulse.

"I'm sorry, Master Nicklaus, but there are many things you're entitled to know. My heart started racing because I should have found you sooner, but I couldn't. If you hadn't returned to that house, I would have failed in my duties," Chris said.

Nicklaus narrowed his eyes but didn't respond to Chris's words, as they weren't important to him at the moment.

Having no choice, Nicklaus decided to give Chris a chance.

"I'll listen to you. Tell me—what happened? Why did my father let me go through so much humiliation? Why did he make me suffer like this?" Nicklaus spoke these words, though he already knew what Chris's response would be.

"We did it for you and your sister. Neither of you would be alive if he hadn't made that decision," Chris replied.

Nicklaus turned to look in the opposite direction before asking, "Will my sister be okay? I know what to do, I can go..."

"I know, Young Master! Your family heirloom has been passed down through generations. Your ancestors were all medical doctors, so the heirloom has been passed to you," Chris explained.

Nicklaus nodded in response. "I'm going to my sister's room. I don't think I can spend another minute here."

Everything felt like a dream to Nicklaus. Chris stood and followed him out of the room. As they walked down the hallway, nurses and doctors began bowing to Nicklaus.

As they bowed, Nicklaus looked at them. "Why? Do they already know me?" he asked immediately, noticing the respect he was receiving. Initially, he thought they were just showing respect to Chris; he hadn't realized they were bowing to him too.

"Yes, they held a staff meeting earlier, and Timothy made sure everyone, including those on other shifts, received an email notification," Chris informed him.

They reached his sister's room. She had undergone surgery and was sleeping.

"Please come with me, sir," Chris said to Nicklaus. Nicklaus was quiet for a moment before following Chris out of the room.

Chris led him outside the building. "Where are we going?" Nicklaus asked as they stepped outside.

"To the villa, sir," Chris informed him, but before Nicklaus could say anything, his eyes fell on the Lincoln limousine parked in front of the building.