“Sean Wesley, it seems like there’s a blind person wandering around lately.” A new bodyguard tried to win Sean Wesley's favor by presenting the situation as something special.

Sean Wesley raised an eyebrow, continued to walk up, and said lightly, “Is a blind person really worth your attention?”

The bodyguard was immediately rendered speechless.

Time spent in the sauna felt exceptionally slow, as if molten lava was flowing at a crawl. Her consciousness sometimes became hazy, drifting in and out of sleep. Through the foggy car window, she saw blurred shadows.

She wiped the condensation from the glass, revealing Sean Wesley's figure outside, his stern eyes meeting hers, red-rimmed from...