Time flew by and one day Ben Madoff accompanied by his personal assistant Scholes, came back to the city's general hospital. The tycoon's face was icy and his pace was too fast for his new young recruit.
Scholes' feet were on fire. He couldn't keep up with the frantic pace of his master who had a family emergency at the hospital. His cousin Paulson Madoff, the son of his late father's junior brother, had had a bike accident. He was riding in a high speed and fell off the two-wheeler after the brake failed him at a roundabout. He managed to go past the roundabout but couldn't avoid the monument of the 'naked man' just right in front of him. So he hit it savagely.
Paulson was constantly challenging Ben for the control of the family properties. So Ben wasn't too much happy to pay him a visit but he was forced to by his aunt, his late father's eldest sister.
Moreover, Ben Madoff wanted absolutely to avoid crossing paths with his ex fiancée Joanna Norton who was still the director of the medical center and whose the sick mom was still interned in the high class section at his expenses.
Indeed for the sake of God, Ben Madoff was still helping Joanna to pay Cecilia's medical bills.
Athough he was exhausted, the personal assistant Scholes struggled to follow as best he could the quick pace of his employer while keeping his head tilted towards the ground.
Finally after a quarter of an hour, they reached the door of Paulson Madoff's hospital room. And as Scholes was about to knock to announce their arrival, they heard Paulson slurring at his nurses. The latter was so pissed off.
"It's been hours already and you still haven't given me proper treatment. Wait after I'm discharged, I will make sure you are all fired. You are just a bunch of incompetent people who call themselves nurses. Where is the doctor? You, get the heck out of my room!" shouted Paulson out of anger.
"Mr. Paulson Madoff, you have sustained serious injuries from your bike accident. You need to calm down and have a good rest. If not, you may remain on this bed longer than necessary. Don't worry, doctor Tapman is coming in a moment. Just have some patience," replied the oldest of the nurses.
"You, get your hands off me and simply take your bimbos with you and get the hell out of here! See even how they are dressed. All the boobs are outside. Are they nurses or porn actresses?" Paulson Madoff retorted vigorously.
In fact, it was common knowledge that the Madoffs were great machos. Ben Madoff was the figurehead but Paulson Madoff was trailing him. With their money and power, they hadn't too much consideration for women. They thought they were superior male Alphas and could treat them anyhow they wished.
Suddenly, the door of Paulson's hospital room opened. His gaze and those of the medical staff then shifted towards the entrance. After a very short moment of wait, he saw his cousin Ben Madoff come in with his young personal assistant Scholes by his side.
Seeing the owner of the city's general hospital who seeming was in bad moon, the nurses were in a panic. The imposing tycoon's visit was unexpected. The latter's smiless face made them understand that it was time they leave the room. So the eldest nurse gave an order to her colleagues.
"Alright girls, let's go now! Mr. Ben Madoff and Mr. Paulson need some privacy." She said and together with her colleagues left immediately the venue.
Now being just with his personal assistant Scholes and his injured cousin Paulson nailed to his hospital bed, Ben Madoff looked at the latter without no pity and even took pleasure seeing him with bandages all over his body.
"You are so miserable Paulson. Really, you're pitiful. You're nothing but a walking-dead. The doctor doesn't even have to waste his time trying to treat you. You are near death," Ben Madoff said to his cousin with an unprecedented cruelty.
Hearing the sharp words of his late uncle's, Paulson Madoff's anger soared up and he thought about strangling his sibling.
"Ben, I can't believe what I'm hearing. Are you really the one who dares to speak to me in such a rude manner? Are you the one who disconnected the brake of bike so I could get an accident on the highway?" Paulson surprisingly asked his cousin.
"I don't really like you but I'm not silly and wicked. You are a shark in Finanz street and also a womanizer, so a lot of failed investors and hurt women you've abandoned wish your dearh. Am I not right?" Ben Madoff defended himself.
Paulson Madoff was silent for a while. His cousin could be right, he thought.
However for Paulson admitting it openly would have meant victory of Ben Madoff over him and that was simply out the question. So he kept quiet.
The tension rose a notch between the two brothers. Then Paulson Madoff took the floor once again and declared: "Ben, if the police investigation leads to the conclusion that you are behind my woes, I will kill you. Be assured!"
Ben Madoff gave a disdainful smile, not taking his big brother's statement with the seriousness it required.
Paulson Madoff found his cousin's behavior unbearable and did not fail to let him know.
"How can you be so arrogant towards me? I warn you, I am older past you and you owe me a permanent respect," Paulson warned the chairman of Madinvestment.
"Paul, what are you talking about? Did you sustain brain damages from your bike accident?" questioned Ben Madoff mockingly.
"You are a just the son of my late father's brother, that is to say my cousin and not my direct brother," Ben Madoff then underlined with meanness.
"And so? Although I am, as you say, just a cousin and a direct brother, the fact is that I'm your senior and it will be so till the end of times. Another reason to pay tribute to me is that I helped you grow Madinvestment, the most dominant hedge funds in Finanz street. But see now how you pay me back," Paulson Madoff expressed with deep regret, his voice extremely shaky.
"I should thank you? For what? I didn't call you to Madinvestment. You said you wanted to be grateful to my late father because he was always supportive to your father, so indirectly to you. You felt like you had to do something for his son, that is to say me. I made the company with my own hands, it's well known in Finanz street. You want to steal my reputation but you can't never succeed," replied Ben Madoff harshly before ordering his personal assistant Scholes to follow him because they were leaving the place immediately.