Chapter 5

(Mavin)

Finished with my bath, I dressed in a casual blue top and black trousers.

I walked to the mirror to comb my short black hair. I didn't keep a beard. I noticed red, finger-scratched marks on my neck from Thelma.

I frowned, remembering the moment I'd entered her warmth. I was beginning to fully recall what had happened between us.

I couldn't stop myself last night, no matter how hard I tried. My head ached at the memory, and I groaned in annoyance.

"Damn it!" The drug Sir Adam had given me might have worn off, but I still had hot flashes and a headache.

I resolved to warn Sir Adam never to pull such nonsense again, or to follow my grandpa's orders. Otherwise, I'd fire him and throw him in jail.

Sir Adam was fifty-three and had been with me for a long time. He liked calling me "boss." He said it motivated me and reminded me of my rank in City B.

I sighed and left my bedroom, heading downstairs to accompany my grandfather to the hospital.

Grandpa smiled like he'd won a trophy. He was neatly dressed in a brown garment. I walked to the dining room to have breakfast with him.

I took my seat at the long golden table, across from my grandfather. "Grandpa, I'm not happy with what you did last night," I said.

"What did I do wrong, Mavin?" Grandpa's smile remained bright. He knew exactly what he'd done.

"Didn't you arrange with Sir Adam to send that woman to me? Why, Grandpa?" I was angry. I'd reviewed his will. If I didn't marry before the year ended, he'd give his company and hotel to the poor. I had only two months left. Today was October 18th.

"Don't ask me why, Mavin. It's not like she's ugly. Don't you like the woman Adam brought you? We can find her again, bring her back, or find another woman for you," Grandpa said, waiting for Angela to bring his herbal tea.

"No, Grandpa. I don't need her again. Don't ever try that again. I won't take it lightly," I warned.

"Hmm..." Grandpa hummed.

Angela, the head maid, entered. The luxurious mansion belonged to me. I'd bought it five years ago, when I turned twenty-five.

We'd moved out of the old family house, which was also Grandpa's house.

"Good morning, boss. What should I serve you?" Angela asked politely, having served my grandfather his tea.

I sighed, looking away from Grandpa to Angela. She was middle-aged. Most of the female staff were middle-aged, except for the recently employed younger maids I wasn't familiar with. My mansion was large and spacious, with many rooms.

"Just tea and bread. Make it fast. We're running late," I told Angela, checking the wall clock. It was 9 AM.

Grandpa's appointment was at 10 AM. I waited for Angela to serve my breakfast.

Finished with my tea, I stood and escorted my grandfather to the car. He sat in the back, and I shut the door. I hopped into the driver's seat.

I started the engine and drove from the premises. I drove myself around the city. I arrived at Saint Peter Hospital and parked.

I stepped out and assisted my grandfather, then we walked into the lobby.

My mind kept returning to the woman I'd slept with.

Her body had been so soft, making me hard. Whenever I saw a blonde woman in the OPD, my heart skipped a beat, thinking it was Thelma.

"Oh oh!..." I grimaced.

"What's the matter, Mavin? Are you still thinking about that woman?" Grandpa asked.

"No, Grandpa," I replied coldly. We sat down to wait in the OPD.

I unlocked my phone and called my office assistant, Henry Black.

"Hello, boss," Henry answered immediately.

"Inform Mrs. Tonia Briggs that I won't be in the office on time. I'm at the hospital with Grandpa. Reschedule my meetings with top clients for noon. You can attend to the rest," I told Henry. He was my trusted assistant, monitoring my company in my absence.

"Alright, boss. Anything else?"

"No. That's all."

I ended the call and waited for our turn.

Soon, we stood and walked into the doctor's office.

Grandpa was seventy-five, yet he walked without a cane and remained mischievous.

"Good morning, Mr. White," Doctor Amari Hanks smiled. She was my grandfather's favorite doctor.

Grandpa loved women touching him. "How are you feeling today, Grandpa Charlie White?" Doctor Amari asked.

"I'm good," Grandpa replied with a smile.

I remained silent, sitting beside him. My mind was preoccupied with the previous night.

Sir Adam hadn't paid Thelma. I felt guilty, remembering what I'd done to her.

The drug had been too strong. I needed to find Thelma quickly, pay her for the night, and stop feeling guilty.

"Are you feeling fine today, Mr. Mavin?" Doctor Amari asked.

I met her brown eyes. "Yes, I'm fine. Attend to my grandpa first. I'm not a patient," I said.

"But you're sweating, despite the air conditioning. It's good to have a checkup, not wait until you collapse," Doctor Amari advised.

"Okay. I'll consider it, but not today. I have a meeting at noon."

I still felt pain, but I didn't want to be confined to a hospital bed.

Doctor Amari smiled sadly. "It's just friendly advice, Mr. Mavin. But I can run a quick checkup if you want."

Doctor Amari was married, yet she flirted, irritating me. She was a young, horny doctor.

It was written all over her face, the way her brown eyes shone seductively at me.

I understood why she had so many patients.

Even those who weren't sick wanted her to touch them.

I guessed that's why my Grandpa loved visiting her. The hospital belonged to her family, inherited long ago. The building was enormous.

She was happily married. Grandpa probably wished she was single, so he could propose on my behalf.

But I didn't like her. I only tolerated her because of my grandpa and the fact she was now my family doctor.

"Grandpa, you look so happy today. What's the good news?" Doctor Amari asked.

She'd finished checking Grandpa's vitals.

"I'm just happy to meet you today, Doc," Grandpa replied with a smile.

"Mm," Doctor Amari blushed, her eyes shining, reminding me of Thelma.

"I've written your new medication. The nurses will give it to you before you leave. Thank you for visiting, Grandpa," Doctor Amari said as we stood to leave.

"Thanks," Grandpa replied.

I said nothing as we left her office. We went home after collecting Grandpa's medicine.