It puzzled Millie as to how such an ill-mannered person could possess such exceptional medical skills.

Simultaneously, she recognized that Leon was no paragon either.

However, compared to Joel, Leon seemed marginally more trustworthy.

The security guard repeated his suggestion. “Miss, perhaps you could wait to the side? Your presence at the front entrance is not conducive to our business.”

Millie glanced down at her attire—she was respectably dressed, wasn’t she?

She was genuinely perplexed as to how she could possibly mar their business.

realized this was merely an excuse to prevent her from

the guard’s responsibilities, Millie retreated to the plaza

wore on without any sign of Leon, Millie’s gaze lingered on the majestic building. Had he ventured

from standing and her stomach rumbling with hunger,

from the neighboring bakery

she darted off, a silver Maybach smoothly entered the parking lot, and out stepped a tall man who promptly made his

guard

“Mr. Thomas.”

Millie caught a glimpse of a broad-shouldered figure vanishing into the building. Uninterested, she

freshly baked bread, she savored the delightful flavors flooding her mouth. The

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