Chapter 1341


    Mr. K gently pushed her away, his voice even-keeled despite the situation.


    "Running a fever?" he asked.


    "Yeah," she whispered.


    "Let me help you downstairs. You can rest on the couch while I get someone to fetch you some


    medication."


    She nodded, leaning into him almost instinctively as he helped her move.


    Maja was simply trying to get a clearer picture of this enigmatic man. There was something both


    familiar and strange about Mr. K, a sensation she could never quite grasp. Unaware of her own actions,


    she was almost cuddling up to him.


    Mr. K''s fingers twitched slightly and he eased her away, supporting her as they made their way down


    the stairs.


    He instructed Agent 003 to get the medicine.


    Maja took the opportunity to request, "Could I also get a couple of sleeping pills? I''ve been having


    trouble sleepingtely. But please, nothing with barbiturates—I have a severe allergy, I could literally


    suffocate."


    Her cheeks were flushed with fever, making her look incredibly frail. Mr. K didn''t refuse.


    His palm rested on her forehead, confirming the severity of her fever, and he continued his instructions


    to Agent 003.


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    "Sleeping pills, two of them."


    003 nodded and hurried off, but no one noticed Agent 002 following closely behind.


    002 had heard it all. Maja was allergic to barbiturates—a few extra sleeping pills in her dose, and


    wouldn''t the darling suffer an allergic reaction?


    It would serve her right!


    002 seethed with resentment. She had to get even for the loss of her legs.


    On her way back with the medicine, 003 was shoved by 002 and tumbled to the ground. Seeing 002''s


    clenched fists and furious expression, she attempted to reason with her.


    "002, I know you''re angry I cut your hamstring, but I was following the boss''s orders. I had no choice."


    The pills were scattered all over the floor.


    002, confined to her wheelchair, kindly bent over to help pick them up, slipping a few extra sleeping


    pills into the paper bag.


    003, having already sorted the medicine, didn''t bother to double-check the contents of each packet.


    Grateful for the help, 003 said, "Looks like you''vee around. I''ll go give these to Ms. Pennyfeather


    now."


    002 nodded, her eyes filled with malice as she watched 003 walk away.


    When Maja received the medicine, she took the fever reducers immediately and tucked the paper bag


    with the sleeping pills into her pocket without a second nce.


    After resting on the couch for the morning and enduring a grueling training session with Mr. K in the


    afternoon, she was trembling with exhaustion by evening.


    She had figured out Mr. K''s routine: a shower at 8:10 PM, followed by sleep not long after.


    She waited until 003 delivered Mr. K''s nightly ss of warm milk. It was his bedtime ritual.


    "003, is that you?" Maja called out, feigning increased fever.


    "Ms. Pennyfeather, what can I do for you?"


    Approaching 003, Maja imed her fever had worsened and inquired about additional medication.


    While 003 pondered, Maja discreetly added three ground sleeping pills to the milk—its white color


    concealing the powder perfectly.


    "Ms. Pennyfeather, I''ll bring you more medicer," 003 offered.


    Maja nodded, standing quietly, fumbling her way back.


    003 delivered the milk to Mr. K''s room, where the only sound was the running water from his shower.


    When Mr. K emerged to find the milk waiting on his nightstand, he settled in with a book and answered


    a tense phone call.


    "Just keep an eye on it for now, no rash actions," he instructed before hanging up and drinking down


    the milk.


    Maja waited until 11 PM before dodging the vi''s cameras and approaching Mr. K''s room.


    The door was locked, but she wasn''t idle these past days; she had discovered where the key was


    hidden. In everyone''s eyes, she was just a blind girl—no one bothered to hide it from her.


    Extracting the key from her pocket, she unlocked the door.


    The room was dark, the bed a shadowed mound.


    She crept closer and tentatively called out, "Mr. K?"


    She had deliberately mentioned her drug allergy earlier, anticipating a move from 002. The extra pills


    002 slipped in were potent.


    With three pills in his milk, Maja was confident Mr. K wouldn''t be waking up anytime soon.


    Her heart raced with the prospect of escape, her ns long in the making.


    Taking a deep breath, she quickly dressed in his clothes, which he alwaysid out neatly before bed.


    Mr. K slept still and inwardly, unmoving.


    Maja intended to turn him over to finally see his face, but 003''s voice echoed outside the door, followed


    by a knock.


    "Mr. K, are you asleep?"