Gravity furrowed the physician’s brow, hinting at the challenge thaty ahead.


    Millie, preempting the somber narrative, ventured her query.


    “Doctor, my grandmother shall ovee, will she not?”


    “Miss Brown, you must gird your spirit. Your grandmother shall not rouse from her slumber unless…”


    “Unless what? Pray, divulge the requisites, and I shall strive to fulfill them.”


    “Only if Leon is invited can the possibility materialize. His medical exploits have woven a saga of


    legend. Were he to grace your grandmother’s ailment with his ministrations, recovery might find her.


    Time, however, dwindles.”


    A pall of ashen despair settled upon Millie. She faltered, her backward step a manifestation of her


    inability to cajole Leon. iiss Brown?”


    Within the ICU’s sanctum, an orchestra of medical contraptions erupted in a cacophonous crescendo,


    its dissonance a counterpoint to the silence. A torrent of crimson fluid gushed forth from her


    grandmother’s lips, limbs convulsing in a disconcerting dance, as though she grappled with an


    insurmountable affliction.


    Witnessing this, Millie’s lids remained resolute, unwilling to blink.


    “What manner of upheaval is this?”


    A phnx of physicians descended upon her grandmother’s bedside, their expertise a lifeline for the


    ailing woman. Millie’s respiration faltered as she beheld this tableau.


    The physician who had shared his prognosis sought ingress, halted only by Millie’s grip.


    “Doctor, I possess a n. Stand sentinel over my grandmother and anticipate my swift return.”


    Releasing her grip on the doctor, Millie surged from the hospital’s confines and hailed a taxi. The


    urgency to save her grandmother propelled her forward.


    Guided by the address provided by Ethan, Millie hastened to the legendary Sirius Vi – Leon’s abode.


    Raindropsposed a symphony as she approached, a solitary silhouette ready to ring the doorbell.


    Within the vi’s chambers, the chime of the doorbell reached Julius’ ears. Hastily, he donned his attire


    and bridged the distance to the entrance, where a stranger awaited.


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    “Whom do you seek?”


    Sincerity cloaked Millie’s voice as she uttered, “I search for Leon. Kind sir, might you grant me passage


    to glimpse him?”


    Yet Julius’ grip on the door was unwavering. “The hour iste. What spurs your yearning to meet him?”


    “Urgencypels my plea. I am Millie, wife to the Thomas family’s second young master. Leon is my


    cousin-inw. Pray, permit my ingress.”


    Startled recognition shed in Julius’ eyes at Millie’s revtion. “Wait momentarily. I shall solicit Mr.


    Thomas’ consent.”


    Within the sanctum of the master bedroom, Leon upied the edge of the bed, his countenance


    marred by a furrowed brow. His words dripped with coldness.