MONEY, NOT LOVE

Jeff Anderson opened his eyes in the private ward of Meldow downtown consultant hospital. The environment looked strange. "How come everything suddenly became white,” he thought. He adjusted his blurry vision to enable him to see clearly. He confirmed that he is in a hospital ward He tried to adjust his position on the bed, but the drip lines prevented him from changing position from lying. He looked around, he was the only one in the ward. He became sure that this was a hospital and not the comfort of any of his bedrooms in the Anderson mansion. He became so uncomfortable. "How did I end up here?" He asked himself. He tried once again to sit up but he couldn't. "Who on Earth dared to tie me down for God's sake?" He cursed. He looked by the bedside and saw an alarm on the wall, he shifted the stand of the drip-line with his legs. "At least my legs are not tied,” he said to himself. Using the stand of the drip-line as a guide, he raised his legs, one of them touched the wall and he pressed the alarm button with one of his legs. He could hear footsteps running towards the door of his ward. The blaring of the alarm like a police siren could be heard in the whole building. He felt relieved, "At least I'll know why I was being tied here like an animal,” he said to himself. " Oh! Mr. Anderson, thank goodness you are awake,” the nurse who entered exclaimed. " Will you strip me off these cuffs?" He demanded immediately. "By the way, what am I doing here?" He asked the startled nurse who looked as if she had seen a ghost. Just then, Dr. Blair, a bald middle-aged man burst into the room and made the sign of the cross. "Oh! Jeff, thank goodness you made it son!" Dr. Blair exclaimed. " What do you mean I made it Dr? If not that you had been The Anderson family doctor even before I was born, I'd have ordered your arrest immediately. How dare you tied me here against my will as if I am in a psychiatric hospital? I can't remember coming here voluntarily Dr?" By now, Jeff had sat up, the drips had been removed leaving only a drip line at the back of I he left palm. "Will you get all thisstuff off me?" He barked at the nurse who was still surprised at Jeff's outburst. Dr. Blair nodded at her and in no time the last drip-line on his hand. "Jeff, you mean you don't remember what happened?" Dr. Blair asked him. " If I did, will I still be asking you? Dr.. Blair, don't be dumb, please tell me why I am here. The last time I checked I was with my lawyer, we were on our way to sign a deal with Glamour Global Communication Concept, then...then...then... Oh! That bastard.” He stood up as if he remembered something. "Dr. Blair, I have to leave now, Clarion! Oh Clarion,” he called "she should be in police custody as we speak...Oh! Oh! Oh!" Jeff sat back on the bed weakly, he placed his head on his palms and he sobbed like a baby whose mother denied him access to his favoritetoy. "Jeff, you mean Clarion? Your wife? I don't get you, son. You were only rushed here in comatose two days ago while I was away, I got here this morning and found you on this bed,” Dr. Blair informed him. "Two days ago? That is a long time ago, that bastard would have fled my money, my hard-earned money,” he said as tears flow freely down his cheeks. "Dr. Blair, I gave her the power of attorney, against my lawyer's advice. I thought I knew Clarion. Now my life is in shambles,” he said amidst tears. "You mean you gave her the power of attorney? Jeff, how could you? Clarion is the daughter of a no-body. Her family name is not even on the list of Billionaires, how could you be so blinded by love to give her such access. Power of attorney, son?" Dr. Blair scolded him. He moved closer to Jeff on the bed and patted his back like he would a child. "It's gonna be alright son,” he assured the already devastated Jeff. " What a mess I have gotten myself into Dr, my empire is at stake here, I toil day and night to make a fortune for myself and my unborn kids, is this how my dream will be shattered?" He asked no one in particular. He slumped back into the bed and allowed the tears to flow freely. " How did I get here,” he asked himself the umpteenth time. He placed his head on the pillow willingly and a deep slumber engulfed him. *TWO YEARS AGO* Jeff Anderson, the 25 years old richest and youngest billionaire in west Oklahoma, United States of America was launching a new product in his company. The launching was sure a gathering of the billionaires in the united states of America. Jeff Anderson inherited part of his father's fortune as the only son and heir to the Anderson empire. The Anderson empire has a net worth of 50 trillion dollars! That is definitely a whole lot of fortune! The Anderson group is known for its production of all household items and materials. Ranging from kitchen utensils to toiletries. The Anderson is a household name. Today, the company has moved to the production of edibles! The Anderson group is launching a well-refined industrial and edible sugar! This is a great achievement for the Anderson group. The hall is filled to the brim. The minister of commerce had arrived with his entourage. The mayor of Meadow is also sitted, he had a business associate of the Anderson before the demise of the Patriarch. Foreign Ministers and ambassadors were not left out in the roll-call. Who doesn't want to be associated with Anderson?