Sophie frowned. Who on earth could have dealt her such a cruel blow? It was utterly heartless. Still, as long as it can be cured, that's fine. As for whether it's tricky or not, that's the doctor's problem; she doesn't need to concern herself with it.
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Under the scorching sun, the man swimming in the pool was like a great white shark in the sea.
His movements were agile and smooth.
Sophie stood under a sun-shield umbrella, holding a tray of iced fruit juice. The outside heat contrasted sharply with the coolness indoors.
After standing for a while, she started to sweat.
The mask on her face wasn't breathable, and her skin, trapped underneath, felt itchy.
"Young Master," Sophie called out.
The man in the pool burst from the water, wiped his face, and said curtly, "Speak."
"Can I go back first?"
Go back? Where does she think she's going while I'm still here? She has no sense of duty as a servant whatsoever!
"No! You stay right where you are."
