Chapter Eighty One
Author: Pen thinker
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“Who does he think he is?”

she muttered under her breath, her irritation palpable. To her, Damien's boldness was laughable. A mere village doctor, daring to oppose a family as influential and dangerous as theirs? It was absurd.

“He doesn’t even understand the weight of the situation he would find himself in, if he tries any nonsense.”

she said, shaking her head with disdain.

Serenity leaned back in her chair, dismissing the call as nothing more than an act of desperation.

“If he thinks this kind of behavior will scare anyone, he’s delusional,” she thought, her lips curving into a smirk.

Rising from her seat, she grabbed her jacket and prepared to leave the office. The call had barely registered as more than an annoyance, a distraction from her real priorities. As she walked toward the door, her mind shifted back to the mission at hand. Damien’s warning was nothing but noise to her.

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