They called him Weak, He Became Untouchable

Retribution

Theodore Dimitris's face had turned ashen white, his confident demeanor crumbling like sand as he stared at the chairman's respectful bow. His voice came out in a hoarse whisper, trembling with disbelief.

"Mr. Loannis... what... what are you doing? Why are you bowing to them?"

Maria stepped forward, her presence commanding the entire hallway's attention. Every staff member, patient, and visitor had stopped to witness the unfolding drama, sensing that something monumental was happening.

"Mr. Loannis," she said, her voice carrying the authority of generations of power, "it seems your hospital staff have decided they no longer wish to continue operating. They've shown such blatant disrespect to the grandmother of the Konstantinou family heir that I can only assume they're eager for unemployment."

Konstantinou  family heir? Theodore's mind raced frantically. The Konstantinou family owns medical facilities across three states. They could destroy this hospital with a phone call.

The chairman's face went pale as paper. "Miss Konstantinou, please, there must be some misunderstanding. Surely our staff wouldn't—"

"No misunderstanding," Maria interrupted coolly. "These nurses physically manhandled a ninety-three-year-old woman, throwing her out of her room like garbage. Your director here has spent years treating my brother like dirt beneath his shoes."

Brother? Andrea thought, still reeling from the revelations. She keeps calling me that, but how is it possible? Grandma never mentioned any siblings.

The lead nurse, still restrained by the bodyguards, finally seemed to grasp the magnitude of her situation. "Please, Miss Konstantinou, we were just following orders! Sofia Georgiou told us to remove the old woman immediately!"

"Following orders," Maria repeated mockingly. "The same excuse cowards have used throughout history."

Theodore dropped to his knees with a heavy thud, his expensive suit crumpling against the hospital floor. "Mr. Andrea, please forgive me! I was blind! I didn't know who you were!"

Now he wants to grovel, Andrea observed with cold detachment. All those times he humiliated me in front of other patients, made me wait hours just to see him, treated me like I was begging for charity.

The other nurses quickly followed Theodore's example, falling to their knees in desperation. "We're sorry! We didn't know! Please have mercy!"

"Please, Mr. Andrea!" Theodore continued, his voice breaking with panic. "All those times I spoke harshly to you, I was just stressed from work! I never meant any disrespect! I have a family to feed!"

Andrea looked down at the man who had made his life miserable for months, feeling nothing but cold indifference. "Is that so?"

"Yes! Yes, I swear! I'll do anything to make it right! Please, just give me another chance!"

But Andrea's expression remained unmoved, his eyes as cold as winter stone. The man before him had shown no mercy when Andrea had begged for extended payment terms for his grandmother's treatment, had laughed when Andrea had offered to work extra shifts to cover costs.

Maria turned to the trembling chairman, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Mr. Loannis, how exactly do you plan to resolve this... incident?"

The chairman's hands shook as he wrung them together. "Miss Konstantinou, I... I will immediately terminate all the staff members who showed disrespect to the elderly lady. Every single one of them will be fired without severance!"

Maria's laugh was like breaking glass. "Fire them? Is that all?"

She's terrifying, the chairman thought, sweat beading on his forehead. The stories about the Konstantinou family's ruthlessness... they're all true.

"What more can I do?" he asked desperately. "I'll fire them, blacklist them from every medical facility in the state—"

"Not enough," Maria said simply.

The chairman's face crumpled with fear. He looked around wildly, as if searching for an escape that didn't exist. "Then... then I'll resign immediately! And I'll transfer all my personal shares in this hospital to the Konstantinou family as compensation for this grave insult!"

The hallway erupted in gasps. The chairman's personal stake in Mercy General was worth tens of millions of dollars, and he was offering it up like a sacrificial lamb.

Maria turned to Andrea, her voice becoming gentle again. "Are you satisfied with this resolution, brother?"

Andrea looked at the terrified faces around him—the same people who had treated him like trash for years, who had made his grandmother's medical visits an ordeal of humiliation and bureaucratic cruelty.

"No," he said quietly, his voice carrying across the silent hallway. "I don't want to see any of these people in this city anymore."

They made Grandma cry so many times, he thought, remembering all the occasions when she had been reduced to tears by their callous treatment. They called her a burden, said she was wasting resources that could go to 'more important' patients.

"They have no professional ethics," he continued, his voice growing stronger. "Doctors and nurses who treat elderly patients like garbage have no business being in healthcare."

Maria nodded approvingly. "You heard him. These individuals clearly lack the compassion necessary for medical work. I think they'd be better suited for manual labor. Perhaps military service on the front lines would teach them some humility."

The color drained from every face in the hallway. The lead nurse began sobbing openly. "Please, no! I have children! I can't leave the city!"

"You should have thought about that before you decided to abuse defenseless elderly patients," Maria replied without sympathy.

Theodore was openly weeping now, his hands clasped together in supplication. "Mr. Andrea, please! I'll do anything! I'll give you money, I'll work for free, just please don't send me away!"

But Andrea's expression remained unchanged, carved from ice. "I've made my decision."

Maria smiled with satisfaction. "Then it's settled. These people will be relocated to appropriate positions where they can learn the value of respect."

The chairman immediately pulled out his phone, his hands shaking so badly he could barely dial. "Security, I need you to escort several staff members off the premises immediately. And get me the best medical team available for room 247—now!"

Within minutes, new doctors and nurses appeared—experienced professionals who treated Andrea's grandmother with the gentle care she deserved. They carefully transferred her to a private room, checking her vitals and ensuring her comfort.

The chairman produced a leather portfolio from his briefcase, his face gray with defeat. "The share transfer documents, Miss Konstantinou. Everything is in order."

I can't believe this is happening, Andrea thought, watching the man who had once wielded absolute power over his grandmother's care now reduced to a trembling subordinate. This morning I was nobody. Now people are literally signing over millions of dollars because of my name.

The chairman's signature was shaky but legally binding. As soon as the ink dried, he looked up with the expression of a man attending his own funeral.

Maria took the documents and immediately handed them to Andrea with a warm smile. "Consider this my first homecoming gift to you, brother. Welcome back to the family."

The contract felt heavy in Andrea's hands—not just from its physical weight, but from the magnitude of what it represented. Mercy General Hospital, with its hundreds of employees and tens of millions in assets, now belonged to him.

"I... I don't know what to say," he admitted quietly.