Anticipating relief, Bruce was dismayed to find the ice cubes utterly ineffective. The agonizing pain and severe swelling persisted unabated.

His face contorted in anguish, Bruce, once a formidable warden, now crumpled to the ground, resembling a little girl soiling her skirt and weeping in a muddy puddle.

Concerned, Camilla queried, “Mr. Warden, is it any better?”

Bruce shook his head between sobs, despairingly admitting, “Help me think of something. I can’t endure this. It’s too much…”

Flustered, Camilla stammered, “I can’t think of anything…”

Then, she suggested, “What if I call 911 for help? Should I?”

“No!” Bruce blurted, realizing the consequences. “Calling 911 would ruin all of us!”

Bruce comprehended the peril of being in a federal prison, with the Rothschild family connections. A scandal tonight could ruin his career and relationships.

Enduring the torment, he pleaded, “Go to my pocket, get my phone. I need to make a call, find someone to help.”

Relieved at the thought of assistance, Camilla hurriedly retrieved Bruce’s phone.

Bruce’s call for help wasn’t directed at Jagoan, the recent acquaintance, but at a friend, a physician at a nearby hospital.

Impatiently, Bruce exclaimed, “Mark, where are you?”

A middle-aged voice responded, “On duty at the hospital. What’s wrong?”

in trouble. You might be the only one who

“Bruce, are

life-threatening situation, and you’re my last

offered, “Where are you? I’ll come to

a private treatment room. No other doctor should touch me. I’ll come to

It’s at least two or three times bigger than

“Did

just swelled suddenly, like it’s possessed. It’s on the verge

urging, “Hurry to the hospital. I’ll prepare the room. If it’s as bad

uncontrollably, his fear palpable as he stammered, “I…I’ll be there right away!” He tossed the phone aside, locking eyes with Camilla and the other girl, urgency in his voice, “Quickly, help me get dressed

unconsciously uttered, “Warden, you… I’m afraid you can’t put on pants

heart. The awkward posture made wearing pants

Camilla suggested, “Warden, how about I

urging, “Go quickly, fetch

masks, flanked Bruce Weinstein, hastily wrapped in a bathrobe. The trio hurriedly made their

akin to needles relentlessly piercing him. Yet, he understood the gravity of

wheel of Bruce Weinstein’s car, skillfully

the hospital entrance. Bruce Weinstein’s close friend Mark

Bruce Weinstein’s car approaching, Mark hurriedly approached and opened the door. Witnessing Bruce Weinstein

April Fool’s Day. I don’t have the energy for pranks. For God’s sake, get me to the hospital and find

car. Observing Bruce’s silhouette through

I’m not here for jokes! Do

administer relief drugs first. Then, we’ll

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