Chapter 803

Undeterred by her appearance resembling that of a monster, he exhibited no aversion. The reflection of

her disfigured visage even kindled her own self-revulsion.

Could she bring herself to accept his hand?

With a trembling hand, she made contact with Leon’s, and he gently assisted her to her feet.

A disbelieving sigh escaped from someone nearby.

The enigma lay before them-how could a man of such charm extend aid to @ woman who bore the

hideous scars?

A frown creased Leon’s brow, his gaze taking on a deeper shade of intensity.

“How did you come to bear this affliction?”

“To

Fiona’s words hesitated as she caught the menacing gaze from Lois.

Fiona swiftly retreated into the crowd, disappearing amidst the sea of people.

Leon embarked on a pursuit, propelled by a mixture of intrigue and compassion. Lois, her heels a

fragile testament to her haste, mirrored his strides. Yet her progress met a sudden halt as an unkind

twist of fate claimed her ankle.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Leon, do not Leave me in solitude.”

And Leon, his footsteps stilled by the echo of her entreaty, swiveled to extend his aid. Lois, ensconced

within his embrace, watched as Fiona’s form dwindled into the distance, consumed by the labyrinthine

embrace of the crowd.

Silent contemplation reigned within Millie’s gaze. The disfigured visage of Fiona ignited a firestorm of

musings. The scars must have been caused by someone else.

Meanwhile, Marcus stood poised on the brink of a leisurely stroll with Millie.

The beckoning of the present was interrupted by a call from Derek, the tendrils of obligation pulling

Marcus toward his professional domain.

“The company demands my presence. Allow me to escort you home before attending to my duties.”

As the phone call concluded, Millie’s gaze remained fixed upon him, curiosity and intrigue intertwined

within her expression.

“Feel free to proceed directly to the company. I shall partake in a solitary stroll.”

Marcus nodded his assent and steered the vehicle toward his destination.

Amidst the urban landscape, Millie ventured into the path taken by Fiona, who had sought refuge in the

cold alley’s embrace. Fiona’s solitary figure huddled in a corner, a depiction of profound isolation

Footsteps pierced the quiet, prompting Fiona’s terrified gaze to lift.