Rebirth to take revenge
Chapter 54: Bodyguards

Chapter 54: Bodyguards

After stumbling a few steps, Jack managed to regain his balance and turned to face Alex, forcing an awkward smile. "Alex, you’re here too?" Alex glanced around the office

Alex didn’t pay much attention to Jack’s greetings, but went straight to the point

"To see a doctor? Why? Can’t you wait?"

Jack’s face froze, and he sneered. Instead of answering Alex’s words, he changed the subject and said, "You’re not staying in the Miller Corporation, what are you doing here to Work?"

"Alex, you didn’t come here just to cling to Your wife, did you?"

Alex raised his eyebrows, the man was sitting on the boss chair sizing up Claire and said "Claire is the curator, her office, so she has the final say."

"Also, where I will work, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Don’t worry, even if the Miller Corporation doesn’t have me in charge, they won’t dare to slack off in the slightest."

The confidence in his tone made Jack frown. There was a slight smile on the corner of Alex’s mouth, his eyes looked up and down at Jack, and said

"Uncle, if l remembers correctly, you are only in your forties this year, right? If you’re so young, your health is still in check? Do you still want Claire to diagnose you?"

"I heard that you are quite anxious..." Jack’s face turned red and then pale, and he wished to leave immediately. But behind him stood several aggressive bodyguards, forcing him to stay in front of the young lad obediently.

"Hehe, I’m also Claire’s uncle. Of course, I can take a shortcut to see a doctor."

Alex nodded seeming to agree with his words and "said Yes, you should have this right Claire is in the room behind me, you can go in."

Jack was taken aback for a moment, and felt an astonished fear, wondering why Alex was so talkative all of a sudden? But for him, who has always been thoughtful, it is hard not to suspect that this is Alex’s trap, so he asked

"ls this what Claire means?"

Alex’s eyes were meaningful, and he didn’t answer his words directly, but evoked a faint smile, saying

"Uncle’s illness is difficult to talk about. I must find a secret place to diagnose it for you, right?" His tone is calm, with a bit of deceptive magic power, people feel that what he said is very reasonable, and some even believe that only a hidden place can Cure his problems, otherwise, it is impossible to explain why he is so happy to agreed.

After hesitating for a while, Jack finally couldn’t resist the hope, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay then I will thank you for your hard work." After speaking, he walked towards the lounge behind Alex. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Claire and Neville Powell sitting in a wheelchair. He paused, feeling terrified. But the two had noticed his figure and turned their heads slowly. Claire frowned in displeasure, but then relaxed. Right now, she has just finished treating the old man.

Alex came here once before, and he should be very clear about the end time, so he let Jack in. When he was clear in his heart, Mr. Powell in front of him coughed heavily, stared dangerously at him at the door, and said "It’s you kid, disturbing the old man’s treatment?"

Jack’s heart skipped a beat, his legs softened after being stared at by Neville, and he said tremblingly:

"Mr. Powell, you are still here..." the man snorted coldly, and said,

"Not only am I here, but I’m also well treated, are you disappointed?"

A forced smile appeared on Jack’s face, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "Mr. Powell, don’t get me wrong, I just..."

"Misunderstand?"

"What did I misunderstand?" Neville sneered and said, "Could it be that you think your status is more noble than mine, and you can see a doctor before me?

"This time is the treatment time Doctor Smith gave me. Don’t you know about it?"

"I, I... " Jack spoke incoherently looking at Claire for help, but found that She was only focused on cleaning up the silver needles in his hand, completely ignoring his intentions. He felt bitter for a while. Of course he knew that Neville Powell was receiving treatment, and he made such a fuss because he wanted to embarrass Claire and make her at a loss in front of Neville.

Unexpectedly, Alex was here, and Neville was also here. Judging by his current attitude, it is obvious that he blamed all the mistakes on himself! But Jack is also a person who has been in the business world all year round, so he reacted instantly, and quickly put on a flattering face, saying

"Mr. Powell misunderstood, I have no intention of disturbing your diagnosis."

"Doctor Smith medical skills are superb. I also counted the time and guessed that your treatment will soon be over."

"Look, isn’t this a coincidence, I just came in, and you were finished." Jack smiled sheepishly, but there was no sound in the lounge. Claire and Neville looked at him without blinking, as if they were looking at a fool. After a while, he finally couldn’t hang on anymore, so he said politely:

"Well, Doctor Smith, you guys are busy first, I’ll wait for you outside."

Claire frowned slightly, and the moment Jack opened the door, she glanced at Alex through the door. Alex winked at her, signaling her to continue. She hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered her head and Concentrated on helping Neville complete the rehabilitation massage. After Jack went out, he still stayed in the office, waiting beside him with a worried face. Alex sat on the sofa, picked up the teacup on the table and drank slowly, then took out a cigarette and lit it.

After taking a puff, he spits out a string of thick smoke, then squinted his eyes, and said as if chatting: "This time, your luck is really bad!"

Jack’s pupils shrank. "What do you mean by that?" Jack asked, holding back his anger and suppressing the resentment in his heart. Alex smiled, flicked the soot off his fingertips, and said, "What do you mean? My meaning is very simple. I have already arranged it for you."

"During this time, you should stay in this hospital."

"What... what!" Jack suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of surprise.

"Alex, are you going to put me under house arrest?"

His voice suddenly raised, "Why?"

Alex sneered and said, "What? Are you unhappy?"

"When you are old, do what you should do."

"When people are sick, stay where you should be."

"Wait for Claire’s diagnosis, whether good or bad, you have to stay in this clinic for two months."

"What?!" Jack jumped up and roared angrily, "How dare you humiliate me like this? Who do you think you are to imprison me? Do you know that your behavior is called kidnapping!"

"You are right; I am indeed imprisoning you. Alex admitted without hesitation... You’d better pray that the old man is okay, otherwise, I might let you stay here for the rest of my life." Are you unhappy?"

Jack felt a chill in his heart and stared at Alex in disbelief, saying, "Your grandfather hasn’t even passed away yet, and you’re so brazen?"

"Do you think there’s no one left in the Miller family? Who gave you the audacity to act like this?"

Alex took out a stack of documents and threw them on the desk in front of him. When Jack saw the photo on the document, his pupils shrank and his face turned pale.

Seeing his reaction, Alex smirked and said coldly, "No more to say?"

"Uncle, I’m letting it go because we share the same surname. But I will settle this score with you sooner or later"

"The old man is on his dead bed, and I don’t want him to have any worries during this time."

"Letting you stay here is the greatest tolerance l have for you, understand?" Looking at the dangerous Alex’s in front of him, Jack swallowed his saliva and lowered his head to hide the deep gloom in his eyes.

"Okay, I promise you." He raised his head and showed a pale smile. Alex nodded and turned to leave. When the sound of the door closing came from outside, Jack clenched his fists and slammed them on the desk, his eyes becoming dark and cold in an instant.

He stood up from his chair and walked towards the door, but was stopped by the man next to him. The bodyguard had a cold expression and a warning look in his eyes. He had no choice but to sit angrily in the chair next to him. At this moment, the door of the lounge opened.

Claire pushed Neville who was sitting in a wheelchair, out. Seeing Jack, Nevil snorted coldly, still looking unhappy. Jack secretly felt inferior, but dared not act rashly.