I Am the Ruler of All

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After making a mockery of Kingsley, Beau turned to Jude and suggested, "Dr. Lynch, since this punk wants Dr. Kramer's contact, why don't we make a deal with him? We'll give him Dr. Kramer's number if he kneels and begs us."

Beau was not the least bit worried about Kingsley snatching Alice away anymore.

He's an illiterate guy who didn't even graduate from elementary school, so there's no way Alice would like him!

Beau was no longer jealous of Kingsley. He felt nothing but scorn for him!

"Hahaha! You are indeed a genius, Dr. Woolley! Your suggestion suits me perfectly!"

Jude leaned back in his chair and laughed heartily.

Jude had already signed an agreement with Alice in front of Director Church. As long as Alice resigned over malpractice, he was not allowed to sue Kingsley for intentional injury.

Right now, all of Alice's research had been taken over by Zayne, who claimed credit for her work without lifting a finger.

It was a bitter pill for Jude to swallow, but for the sake of Zayne's future prospects, he could not go against the agreement and seek damages from Kingsley.

If he could seize this opportunity to humiliate Kingsley, then he could at least get some satisfaction out of it!

Jude crossed his legs and commanded Kingsley, "Hurry up! Kneel down in front of me and beg, then I'll give you Alice's number!"

"Yes, hurry up and kneel in front of us!" Beau taunted. "Shouldn't you be willing to give up your pride if you want to win over a woman?"

The nurses who had been eagerly soaking up all the gossip quickly agreed with Beau.

"That's right! How can he even think of pursuing a woman without any education, money, or prospects? What a foolish dream!"

"Haha. Even beggars don't have any self-awareness these days! He's nothing but scum, but he still dreams of bagging a goddess!"

"Exactly! A beggar like him can't even hold a candle to Dr. Woolley! Only a distinguished man like Dr. Woolley deserves to be with Dr. Kramer!"

Beau flicked his hair out of his eyes and stuck his hands into his doctor's coat. He said arrogantly, "Did you hear that, you useless piece of trash? You don't f*cking deserve an ounce of respect if you don't have any money! No one gives a D*mn about you! Letting you get Dr. Kramer's number by kneeling to us is already a bargain!"

Kingsley swept his icy gaze over Beau and Jude. "And if I don't kneel?"

"If you're not going to kneel, then get lost!" Jude checked his watch and yelled in irritation, "I'm not wasting any more of my time with you! Cough… I still need to go over to the wards and visit Old Mrs. Fox! Do you think you can f*cking shoulder the responsibility if you jeopardize the Larsons' donation to our hospital?"

As soon as Beau heard Jude's words, he smacked himself on the forehead and exclaimed, "D*mn it! I almost forgot about it thanks to this b*stard! I heard that Mr. Larson, Mrs. Larson, and Miss Larson are all here today. We should hurry over and pay our respects!"

Beau turned to Kingsley and declared viciously, "Consider yourself lucky, punk! An important donor for the hospital is here today, and we don't have the time to stick around and waste our breath on a useless piece of sh*t like you! If I ever see you again, I'm going to make you kneel down to me and beg until I'm satisfied!"

Kingsley smirked and said, "There's no rush. You won't be getting that donation."

"What did you say?" Jude's brows were deeply furrowed. "If you say that again, I'll rip that stupid mouth of yours to shreds!"

The Larsons' donation of one million was the biggest sum that the hospital would receive this year. If they failed to get this donation, then a lot of their projects would go to waste.

Also, the 75 thousand that Director Church promised him was also coming from this donation.