Chapter 422

Just as Brandon was wondering what Nicolette might want, she gave him a firm reply. "That won't be necessary. I'm a soldier, and it's my duty to protect the people. You don't have to think about repaying me."

Brandon knew that Nicolette would answer something along that line. He thought for a moment before offering another alternative. "I run an artificial intelligence company. Our company has a lot of products. Why don't you go to our company and pick some?" Nicolette shook her head. "It's okay. We can't take things from the people."

Brandon didn't know how else to persuade her. He guessed that'd be the end of their conversation. Suddenly, his gaze focused on Nicolette's face. "You've got scratches on your face, and they're bleeding."

"I'm fine." Nicolette wiped her face with the back of her hand casually. "This bit of blood is nothing."

"There's no woman I know who doesn't give two hoots to her face. Not to mention being scratched or bleeding, even a small bump caused by the bite of a mosquito or a few pimples could make a woman nervous and she'd be looking for something to relieve them." "It's not that I don't care about my face," Nicolette said. "It's just that there are too many things in my life that are more important than my face. Honestly, whatever happens to my face is relatively trivial."

After a moment of silence, Brandon asked speculatively, "How about the burn on your face? Does it annoy you?"

"Well, I can't say that I don't care about it at all." Nicolette raised her hand to touch the burn scar and smiled. "But I did it to myself. Since it was my choice, I don't regret it."

Brandon was shocked. "Y-You did it to yourself?"

He started imagining some callous scenes in his head. He imagined Nicolette had encountered some tragic or helpless situations when she was younger, where she had no choice but to disfigure herself and fight her way up to become a major general. Nicolette continued to chat casually. She seemed to not find Brandon's question offensive. "When I was fourteen years old, I burned my face, starved myself, tanned myself, and injected myself with an infectious disease.

"I disguised myself as a sick child living in the mountains, so I could enter a terrorist-controlled village to go undercover."

Brandon was flummoxed.

Nicolette said nonchalantly, "I lived in the village for half a year. The terrorists never suspected my identity and asked me to cook, wash their clothes, and pick herbs for them.

was just that I stayed in the village for a little too

injected into my body later

wasn't a secret. Everyone in the military knew about

to the victory over the terrorists, this sacrifice I made

eyes almost popped out of his socket after hearing the story behind the

a 14-year-old like you back then shouldn't be allowed to be a spy in such a dangerous place,

a sick and feeble little girl could make the terrorists let down their guard. "Too many civilians and soldiers have died under the hands of those terrorists. As long as the terrorists

general, he felt very insignificant. Just as he wanted to say something, they saw some lights in the

were also Athena, Jaden, and Matthew. Athena and Jaden expressed their

"I'm just doing my job. Don't

the pills before changing into dry clothes in the car.

for the situation

with

I'm sure you know a lot of good doctors. I wonder if it's convenient for you to ask around if any doctor could take a look at the burns on General Trevor's face and

treated, I'm willing to pay for everything as a token of appreciation for

seriously. Perhaps she was certain that her skin problem

could be cured, but we still need further examination to confirm it. "General Trevor, you can call me anytime, and I'll take you

the doctors Athena knows is very capable. She's the famous Dr. Annie. I think you can give it a try. She might be able to fix your scar." Nicolette still smiled. "Okay, I'll call

she was being perfunctory and felt

returned to Wyomarlo City. It

from black to gray-purple. Even without lights, one could faintly see their surroundings with their

he heard that Brandon and Nicolette had returned, he sat in a wheelchair and made his way toward the command

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