Celia's cheeks turned slightly red from feeling embarrassed by the overheard family drama. Only if her mom didn't start arguments with her sister too much. Celia sighed. "Okay, Nina, let's change the conversation."“Sure,” Nina said, not sounding sure at all. “Although... one last thing. Vanessa has, like, tons of options. So why him? Why pick a loser like that?”“Nina, stop it,” Celia snapped, sharper than before.Inside the villa, the place was blissfully quiet. No nosy Smith relatives hanging around the living room. Jason was relieved by that. He leisurely climbed the stairs to Vanessa’s room and knocked gently."Come in," Vanessa's voice called.He found her standing before her mirror, already getting ready for work. She met his gaze in the reflection. "Oh, it's you. I thought you were Celia." She turned fully to face him. "You were supposed to bring the car back first thing this morning."Jason shrugged. “Something came up. Emergency stuff.”She gave a small nod, however she didn
Jason made his demand.“Who do you think you are to demand that?” Angus snapped, his voice rising with disbelief and fury. The audacity of this… some nobody strolling in and calling for his head?He scoffed, glancing at Pauline with disbelief eyes. “I’m the senior physician here. You really think she’s going to sack me just because of something you say? Who do you think you are?” Pauline had always backed him. Always ignored or brushed aside the complaints some patients or even staff made, so Angus believed she would do the same, this time too. Jason didn't even need to answer, because Pauline did it. She said, “Actually… yes. You’re fired, Doctor Angus.” Her voice was cold like frost. “Mr. Wolfe is a close associate of Jamal White. The Jamal White.” She emphasized the name so that Angus could understand who he was messing with. “So it doesn't matter what the truth is. You offended him. Pack your things. Security will escort you out.”When Angus heard that, the color drained from h
Jason’s eyes met hers, calm but sharp. It made her realise that this friend of Jamal was here on some serious business. Which was more worrying to her. Because she didn't want to offend him and lose her job.“I’m here about Doctor Angus,” he said, voice low but steely. “There’s a serious issue with his conduct. It needs to be addressed now, before that man goes anywhere near a patient again.”Pauline’s professional facade was not visible on her face anymore, just for a bit. She thought, ‘Angus, what did you do to piss off Jamal White's friend?’ She showed Jason a smile and said, “I… see. Mr Jamal mentioned there was a concern, but I wasn’t given the full details.”“You will be soon, ” Jason replied. “But first, I want you to call Doctor Angus here,” he said. Though he asked politely, his tone betrayed him. To her, the so-called request landed more like a direct challenge.Pauline simply didn’t like it. Not one bit. Angus was a senior physician, someone she had personally helped rec
“Card.” Jason flashed him a faint smile.After both Jason and Mikayla were done signing everything and the payment was processed, Ross handed them a printed receipt with shaking hands. Neither of them said another word to him. Jason took the slip, gave Mikayla a small nod, and turned to leave.She followed quickly, the air in the hallway somehow lighter now, like the storm had passed.By the time they stepped out of the office, Mikayla was visibly different. Her steps had more bounce. Her face, which had been tense for so long, was brightened with something rare: joy. It bloomed across her face like sunlight breaking through dark clouds.She didn’t even try to hide it. Why would she?“Thank you so much,” she breathed, her voice soft and full of awe. “Mr Wolfe, I don’t even know what to say. You didn’t have to do that, and, God, you really didn’t have to do that to Chris… ”Jason smiled back, “You're welcome, and you can just call me Jason.” He said.They walked back to Lady Norman’s
She nodded, and pointed towards the elevator. Jason nodded back and they both made their way to the elevator.The elevator ride was silent. Neither of them said much. Mikayla was just relieved to have run into Jason, even if the circumstances weren’t great.When they stepped out, a large, opulent door came into view, marked with a brass plaque: Accounting Office.Mikayla pointed. “That’s it.”A few seconds later, they walked in.An old man who looked like he was in his sixties with a potbelly was seated behind a desk. His eyes shot up from his paperwork to look at the two people that walked in. The second he saw Mikayla, he mocked, “Well, well, if it isn’t Miss Mikayla. Back again? Still trying to pay for that impossible bill, dearie? You know, we don’t run a charity here.” He looked at Jason standing next to her, and he chuckled, a dry, humorless sound. “What, did you finally find a rich boyfriend to take advantage of? Or perhaps you actually brought the money this time?” Jason’s u
It was never unheard of for superiors to act out after being rejected by someone, however he never imagined it at this level.Mikayla sniffled, shaking her head. “No.” She paused, then her eyes widened slightly. “Well, I… I did turn him down once. He asked me to be his sugar baby in return for him paying for mom's surgery. I refused him, and he’s gotten cold towards me and my mom ever since.”“Is that so?” Jason muttered. This had nothing to do with him, but people like Angus enraged him. He looked at Mikayla and said, “I'll pay for her surgery, let's go.” Mikayla was at a loss for words when she heard him say that. Not because she didn't think he could afford to do so, but because she didn't think she deserved any help from him after the way they even met. “R-reallly?” She asked.Jason nodded.” Yes.” She couldn't really refuse his help here and she was relieved. Mikayla led Jason down the hall, her anxiety momentarily replaced by a fragile hope, now that Jason was going to pay for