Reporters are waiting everywhere outside the hospital. What is going on?” One nurse questioned the other person sitting beside her, as her eyes focused on the ruckus that seemed to be going on outside the hospital with reporters struggling to enter when it was barely noon. “I guess it has to do with the news that came out this morning about the Howard conglomerate,” she answered, as she sorted out the patients' charts she had been asked to bring information about. “What has that got to do with the hospital? Did they fund the hospital too? Are we going to be investigated? Gosh, what would I do if we lost our jobs?” The one who had asked, panicked, which made the other one roll her eyes in irritation. “Would you catch your breath and listen? Or I leave?” She hissed, and the other one composed herself instantly. “Apparently, the CEO , Carlton Howard, was one of our VIP patients in the hospital, and news came out that he had been getting treatment in our hospital for the past years, w

It had been days since Carlton left on the short trip that he had gone on with James, and Stacy had been trying to maintain her sanity even if it was so hard to do that. She had not been able to reach him ever since he left, through calls, text messages, or even emails, and it was hard to hide the rising tide of panic that threatened to engulf her. Desperate to hide that she was fine, she forced a bright smile whenever she was with her patients, while trying to hide the fact that she had been overthinking a lot about what was going on. Though she landed two nice paying gigs which she finished in two days to keep her busy, she could not be happy, considering how things had fallen apart for her too. “Are you fine, Stace?” Fiona, who was a new doctor that was assigned to work with her, asked, her voice frail and thin in its usual way. “Yes. Why do you ask?” Stacy answered her with a smile, even if she knew what the lady was talking about. However, she was scared of showing her weakness

The air that filled the space of Carlton's office crackled with tension, as he stood up from where he was sitting, and strode elegantly with his hands tucked into his pockets with a wicked smile dancing on his lips towards Alison, who was sitting comfortably on the deluxe couch that no one showed her, while sipping from the sizzling cup of coffee in her hand with so much confidence. Though she had made it so difficult to get to the bottom of the truth concerning his company funds, he was far smarter than her gimmicks and the stunts she pulled. However, it was quite puzzling for him to know that the two persons she had used as her tools were merely driven by instigation, and had been sabotaged by her in the long run due to their loose tracks. Therefore, they were not able to rope Alison into their mess after they were caught. After all, the two had no idea who had been giving them orders for months because they were getting large deposits from the supposed person who was driving them

“What was that about?!” Carlton stormed into the building where Marilyn texted to him, and he found her sitting comfortably on one of the seats there, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as soon as she raised her eyes to see the figure that made his way in. “You came?” Her eyes glimmered as her lips split into a bewildered smile, because she was not expecting to see Carlton that fast. She dropped the glass of whiskey that she was drinking on the stool beside her and stood up on her feet, as she began to make her way closer to where he was standing. “I just asked you a question!” He firmly stated, his eyes narrowing to slit as his face bunched into a disgusted sneer the more he looked at her face. “At least take a seat. Then we can talk then,” Marilyn moved closer as she tried to touch him, but he retreated instantly with a sneer on his face, feeling so repulsed that she wanted to touch him. ‘How dare she?’ “Can you just be serious?!” his jaws clenched as he struggled to contain h

“Are you okay, Stace?” Hudson asked his sister in concern, taking his time to observe her as she sat in his dining room. He suddenly received a call from her that she was in the city, and requested that he come to pick her up from the airport. All evening since she arrived with a portable traveling box, she had not said anything, and just asked to be served all kinds of food that was available. “Of course I am,” Stacy incessantly wolfed down more food like she had not eaten all day, without even looking at the face of her brother, who seemed so bothered about her sudden visitation. “Take it easy, take it easy. You can eat as much as you want,” he urged her as he took the seat before her, still looking at her as she ate from side dish to side dish, sensing that something seemed to be wrong. He had never seen her looking that way ever since they met again. “Is everything fine?” Hudson asked again, his eyes etched with deep sorry, with a gut feeling that she was not telling him som