Master of Lust-Chapter 219: Rick vs Geoffrey [1]

Chapter - 219

Navigating through the bustling corridors of the hospital, Rick couldn't help but absorb the whirlwind of emotions swirling around him. It was like a symphony of life and death, with every note played in vivid hues.

Amidst the chaos, he witnessed a poignant contrast of human experience. Some families clung to hope with every fiber of their being, their faces etched with worry and fear as they paced the halls, desperate for good news. Others, however, found solace in tears of joy, their relief palpable as they embraced their loved ones with trembling hands and grateful hearts.

As stretchers rolled past, bearing the weight of fragile bodies, Rick's gaze lingered on the faces of the patients. Each one was a testament to the delicate balance between existence and oblivion, their struggles a stark reminder of life's fragility.

Rick hastened his steps toward the reception area, his mind focused on the task at hand. As he approached the desk, he was met with the impatient glare of a fat woman whose annoyance seemed to radiate from every pore.

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1. Get straight to the point. [Sigma Chad. Girls won't be immune to your charms for 10 minutes straight]

2. Sweet talk the lady. She has been having a hard day. [A pair of sunglasses with X-Ray vision.]

3. Walk away. [Cash: $100,000]

]

Rick leaned casually against the reception desk, a charming smile gracing his lips as he addressed the nurse. "Hey there, mi amor," he greeted her in a friendly tone, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "Looks like you're dealing with quite the whirlwind today. Tough day at job?" freewёbnoνel.com

"Wha... I mean... You..." The nurse didn't expect the boy to be so relaxed and polite. The nurse's initial surprise at Rick's relaxed demeanor quickly melted away as she took in his friendly demeanor and handsome appearance. With a shy smile, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious under his gaze.

"Yeah, it's been a bit crazy around here," she admitted, her voice softening as she relaxed into the conversation. "But hey, that's just another day in the life of a hospital, right? So, how can I assist you today?"

Rick's expression turned thoughtful as he explained the reason for his visit. "Well, my friend was admitted here recently. She just woke up from a coma, and I was wondering if there have been any updates on her condition. And, you know, when can we expect to bust her out of this joint?" he added with a playful wink.

"If the doctors updated her chart or something." Rick continued.

"Your friend? Sure, what is your nam... I mean your friend's name?" The nurse asked.

"Emily Clarke,"

"Emily..." Hearing the name, the nurse looked at Rick for a second before turning her gaze towards the computer screen.

[Ding!]

[Nice master, you are a walking talking heartthrob. Hehehe.]

The nurse nodded, her fingers hovering over the keyboard as she prepared to pull up Emily's file. "Got it, Emily Clarke," she repeated, her focus shifting to the computer screen as she typed in the name.

After a moment, her eyes scanned the information displayed on the monitor. "Ah, Emily," she murmured, her brow furrowing slightly as she absorbed the details. "Looks like she's just come out of a coma, huh? That must've been rough."

Glancing back at Rick, the nurse continued, "According to her file, Emily's still in pretty rough shape. Her bones haven't fully healed yet, and the doctors want to keep a close eye on her for a while longer. She's gonna need some more time under observation to make sure she's stable and not at risk of any infections."

She paused, her gaze meeting Rick's with a mix of sympathy and understanding. "So, yeah, it might be a bit before she's ready to go home. We gotta wait for the senior doctor to give the green light and sign off on her discharge papers."

"Ohh..." Rick nodded. The nurse was right, Rick paused for a moment, contemplating Emily's situation. He knew the odds weren't exactly in her favor, but he held onto a glimmer of hope, fueled by the belief that perhaps the old vampire's blood could work some magic.

A mischievous grin spread across Rick's face as he turned to the nurse, his eyes sparkling with playful intent. "But tell me, nice lady," he began, his tone light and teasing, "I sure hope you are not just trying to milk my friend for all she's worth." He punctuated his words with a playful wink, hoping to lighten the mood.

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"Because I would say your treatment and care of the patients... Ummm... I wouldn't say are the best you know," Rick told the nurse.

"That is actually not true, young man," The nurse would have gotten angry if someone else had told it to her, but with Rick, she couldn't bring herself to lash out at Rick, "Hundreds of patients are admitted here, with a trust. Some of them get discharged with happy faces while others with tears. It all depends upon the fate and severity of the condition.

You can't blame the medical facilities here," the woman tried to put her point through.

Rick's expression softened into a playful grin as he reached out to gently touch the nurse's cheek. "Hey now, I was just pulling your leg, pretty lady," he chuckled, his touch light and comforting. "No need to frown and get all worked up. You've got a beautiful face, and we wouldn't want any wrinkles ruining that, now would we?"

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After switching off the ignition, Rick relished the sudden quiet that enveloped him as the car's engine purred to a stop. Stepping out onto the gravel driveway, he stretched his arms overhead, grateful for the chance to shake off the stiffness of the long drive. The crisp country air filled his lungs, refreshing and invigorating after hours spent cooped up in the car.

Surveying his surroundings, Rick couldn't help but be captivated by the sight that greeted him. The farmhouse stood proudly amidst a lush carpet of greenery, vibrant with the promise of new life. Tiny buds peeked out from branches, hinting at the blossoms yet to come, while the scent of blooming roses hung heavy in the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the surrounding foliage.

The scent of blooming roses mingled with the crispness of the air, creating a heady perfume that enveloped him. Bees buzzed lazily from blossom to blossom, their gentle hum a soothing backdrop to the scene.

As Rick approached the front porch, he noticed the swing swaying gently in the breeze, its chains creaking softly with each movement.

As Rick lazily walked towards the house, soaking in the beauty of the garden outside, a voice suddenly entered into his ears. "What are you staring at with those droopy eyes? You'll pop 'em right out of their sockets if you keep it up!" The unexpected interruption startled Rick, causing him to snap out of his reverie with a laugh.

Following the source of the voice, Rick glanced up to find Geoffrey standing on the upstairs balcony, his expression as stern as ever. Despite the frown etched on his face, there was a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes as he regarded Rick.

"How in blazes did you stumble upon this place?" Geoffrey demanded, his tone a mix of annoyance and intrigue.

Rick couldn't help but grin at Geoffrey's reaction, his smirk bordering on mischievous as he met the butler's gaze. "Ah, looks like the watchdog has returned to his post," he teased, his voice laced with amusement.

Geoffrey's stern facade faltered for a moment, a hint of exasperation flickering across his features. "Enough with the antics," he snapped, unable to maintain his composure in the face of Rick's irreverence. "What on earth are you doing here?"

Rick's grin widened at the sight of Geoffrey's annoyance, relishing the opportunity to push the old butler's buttons. "Well, your master had the courtesy to give me a ring," he quipped, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Seems like the old vamp has some bones to pick with her loyal watchdog."

"You... I dare you to..." Geoffrey flared up at Rick's words. He understood what Rick was implying to, and wanted to warn him, but Rick totally ignored the old butler.

"No need to get your knickers in a twist. I'll handle the situation just fine without your sage advice."

Geoffrey's face flushed with indignation, but before he could retort, Rick delivered the final blow with a casual flick of his hand. "You should just go find a quiet corner just sit in a corner and lick your balls."

And saying so, Rick walked into the house without any hesitation.

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