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As soon as the door closed again, Leon immediately sat up straighter. His breathing was still slightly heavy, but his eyes were filled with determination. He stared at the fine strand of hair in his hand—hair that had accidentally stuck to the blanket when he hugged Gesha earlier.

Or perhaps… not entirely by accident.

Leon looked at the hair for a few seconds, then pressed the call button beside the bed. “Joe, come to my room. Now,” he said briefly when Joe answered.

It didn’t take even five minutes before Joe appeared, carrying a folder and wearing a questioning expression. “Sir, what happened? You sounded urgent.”

Leon raised the...