Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir by Ryker Helios

38. Make it right.

The look on everyone’s faces is incomprehensibly stunned the moment I re-enter the hospital with its director in tow. The nurses at the reception all stand up as they see him approach, and Clara’s face pales.

I feel a little bit guilty about what I had done. I know that I am misusing a power that I have on hand. But what choice have I been left with? Ever since I entered this world, I’ve tried to treat people with compassion and kindness. But it only backfired on me and made me look like a right idiot. Now, it seems, that the wisest way was to treat people the same way they treated me.

“Who is the nurse manning the reception front desk today?” Pat demands as soon as we come to a stand in front of the reception table.

The nurses look at one another and Clara takes a step forward.

“I am at the front desk sir,” she says in a voice that is close to shivering.

I tamp down the feeling of guilt. My friend is in the ER getting treated after being shot. I cannot afford guilt.

“Nurse Clara, isn’t it?” The director asks and Clara nods.

“Well, Nurse Clara, care to tell me why you refused to put down Mr Greyson as the accounted of the shooting patient that was just brought in?”

swallows. “Sir, Mr. Greyson was

a step forward, tell me, Nurse, do you

her

only son, and heir, of Joseph Greyson. Yes, the owner of Greyson Consolidated, multi-billionaire,

astonishment. I try my hardest not to shift from

was making a

never make a scene unless he was provoked,” the director growls and turns to the other nurses. “Tell me, is this the truth? Was Mr. Greyson making a scene? Was he threatening the nurses? Was he disturbing the process

one another. Finally, one of

talk ill of my workmates, but the young man over there only wanted his friend’s hospital bill

to do the job of grown adults?” condescension drips from his voice as he sneers. “Tell me the truth and truth only, from the beginning

is now as white as a bedsheet, mumbles the whole incident from start to finish. She doesn’t gloss over her behavior, nor on mine. She hangs her head in what

a pin drop in the reception while she talks, so her voice carries through the hall. At the end

my god, you should all be glad that Mr. Greyson had the tact and compassion to contact me personally rather than go to his lawyers Do you know how many lawsuits your needlessly cruel behavior could’ve spawned? Gross negligence of a patient’s needs, legal discrimination, assault I’m

of my actions it’s just been a long shift, and I…I was n-not in the best m-mind, I’m s-so sorry The nurse stammers, looking frightened I can’t handle the guilt, not anymore. I hate the fact that she left me with no