Oh King 247 - He left me broken. Now he's back and his apology tastes like sin

bChapter /bb247 /b

bAfter /bswallowing the antidote, Aimee felt the itching ease significantly. As she listened bto /bbJuelz’s /bbwords/bb, /bbshe /bgrasped his hidden meaning. A malicious smirk spread beneath the bandages covering her face. b‘/bbThat /bbbitch/b, Aimee thought viciously. ‘No matter how tough she acts, she’ll soon be in my hands.‘

Skr tensed her arms, ready to strike at any moment. One of the attackers lunged for her mask bwhile /bothers moved to grab her. Working in coordinated fashion, the group was determined to overpower bher/b.

Skr was far from defenseless. Skillfully evading their attacks, she closed in on them, retrieving silver acupuncture needles from her sleeve to strike precise points on their bodies. The men cried out in pain before copsing in heaps on the ground.

The crowd erupted in excitement. “Wow, what just happened?” someone shouted.

“How could they all fall like that?”

“She’s concealing her identity and possesses such skills? That’s suspicious.” Seeing this, everyone became even more convinced that Rhys was telling the truth.

Skr said, “Talking but getting physical, especially with so many of you ganging up on me? Don’t you think that’s unfair?” She hade to the medical conference hoping to learn from the top experts, but instead, she found everyone engaged in power struggles. Feelingpletely disillusioned, she reflected on her

situation.

They had already identified Skr as a dangerous suspect–some were calling the police, while others were summoning security. The rest formed a crowd around the ss balcony doors, intent on blocking any possible escape route for her.

Skr stood her ground; she had no intention of fleeing. ‘If I don’t resolve this today, I’ll never be able to move on,‘ she thought determinedly.

Meanwhile, a small group has gone to fetch the organizers and Yosef, hoping they wille promptly to

address the situation.

Annoyed by the noise from downstairs, Yosef went upstairs to request a list of attendees from the organizers, hoping to find any promising new talents in cardiology from recent years. Although Skr was already attending ito /iAdam, Yosef still wanted to consult additional doctors andbine their expertise to help Adam recover more quickly.

Just then, Yosef flipped Sue’s dossier. Noticing the nk photo, he pursed his lips. ‘Remarkable medical skills,‘ Yosef thought, ‘but what a shame–no one knows what they actually look like, or even their real bname/bb./b‘

Just as Yosef was deep in thought, the event organizer burst in, panting with panic. “Mr. Campbell, something awful has happened downstairs!”

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bYosef /bfrowned and asked, “What happened?”

The organizer wiped his sweat anxiously and said, “Mr. Campbellb, /bpleasee downstairs bwith /bbme/b, bl’Il /bexin everything along the way.”

Yosef got up and followed him downstairs. The organizer quickly summarized the situationb: /bb“/bbIt’s /bbchaotic /bdown there–it could turn ugly at any moment. We thought you shoulde down and help bus /bbfigure /bbout /b

what to do.”

As they arrived, the crowd quickly opened up a path for them. The masked woman before him looked strikingly like Skr’s, with matching bright, sparkling eyes and an alluring charm.

Yosef studied her, his gaze drifting down to the distinctive red mole on her neck. His gaze lingered there for

a moment.

‘One or two simrities might be attributed to coincidence, but that red mole–how could it possibly be in the same spot as Skr’s? The resemnce was just too striking to be mere chance,‘ he thought.

Yosef’s suspicions were nearly confirmed–if only he could hear her voice, he’d know for sure if the masked woman was Skr. He decided to test with a carefully phrased question: “May I ask why you are wearing a mask at this event?”

Skr, determined to remain unrecognized, intentionally altered her voice and said, “I came for the Conference. The invitation never mentioned that masks were not allowed, did it?”