Clutching her pajamas, Millie remained seated on the floor, struggling to regain herposure.


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    The man received another forceful blow from Leon, who eventually kicked him away. Blood from the


    man’s injuries stained Leon’s fist as he pulled a silk scarf from his pocket to wipe it clean.


    Facing the trembling Millie, Leon’s once-overpowering rage seemed to dissipate.


    Millie resembled a frightened bird, seeking refuge within herself.


    Millie understood that if it weren’t for Leon, she would have fallen victim to the man’s assault.


    “What happened? I heard a loud noise from next door.”


    At that moment, Fiona rushed over, appearing puzzled. Upon arrival, she hastened to cling to Leon, as


    if deeply frightened.


    Leon tured to her with a touch of impatience.


    “Why is there a man here? What has he done?”


    Fiona gestured towards the man kneeling on the floor. Watching the scene unfold, Fiona was overtaken


    by remorse, seeing that the man hadn’t seeded and that Leon had rescued Millie.


    Instead of paying attention to Fiona, Leon’s gaze was fixed on Millie. He understood that girls must feel


    devastated after such incidents.


    Stepping forward, he softly uttered, “Millie.”


    After a moment, Millie spoke in a sullen tone. “Leon, someone sent him here specifically to humiliate


    me. Can you help me discover who’s orchestrating this?”


    She had crossed paths with many people, but her intuition suggested that the person behind this might


    be Fiona.


    Upon hearing this, Leon’s face turned dark with fury. The idea that someone was orchestrating this had


    not crossed his mind.


    He narrowed his deep eyes, and the anger in them frightened Fiona.


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    “Who sent you?” he snapped, releasing Fiona’s hand and advancing toward the bruised man.


    The man nervously shook his head, stammering, “No, no one. I’ve been attracted to her beauty for


    ages.”


    Millie inhaled deeply, standing tall as she asserted, “You confessed to epting money from others to


    insult me.”


    “[.. Ilied to you,” the man protested, ncing furtively at Fiona who was signaling him to remain silent.


    Millie caught this small gesture and felt her anger rise. Fiona indeed orchestrated this whole farce.