Before Millie could frame a response, Leon was upon her, circling her with a predatory gaze.

As Millie readied to speak, he lifted her arm, orchestrating a full pirouette.

“What on earth are you doing?” Dizzy from the rotation, Millie found Leon’s behavior strange.

“spin a bit, clear your thoughts. Drop this idea too; I reiterate, I will not operate on anyone on my rival’s turf.”

Leon strode away, leaving Millie in a simmering fury, her eyes flashing red with frustration.

“You are the coldest soul I’ve encountered! You possess the power to save a life, yet you are selfishly unmoved. Regardless of my pleas or negotiations, you deny aid to others. You’re the vilest individual I’ve come across!”

words, Leon spun around, visibly moved. His piercing gaze landed on her, his eyes

with your moral high ground. Look at the world around

the

a solid block of iron, impervious to her warmth and her pleas, a fortress

face, teetering

her hands, she’d seize every opportunity to

our roles were reversed and it was my enemy’s relative on that operating table, I, Millie, would

strong, resentful voice, Millie called out to the receding figure, her words intertwined with

but resumed walking, exacerbating

at the untouched chicken leg, explaining his predicament

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