Karina stood frozen in shock, just like everyone else.

She didn't snap out of it until Wilfred gently pulled her aside, her cheeks glowing bright red.

Noticing her flushed face, Wilfred gave her a meaningful look and casually asked, "Why is your face so red? Are you running a fever?"

As he spoke, he reached out toward her forehead.

Karina panicked and quickly dodged him. She wasn't sick. She just knew that if he touched her, her face would turn an even deeper shade of red.

"I'm fine. Maybe it's just the heat and humidity," she mumbled, fanning herself as if she were uncomfortably warm.

Wilfred watched her, clearly seeing through her little act but choosing to keep his amusement to himself.

He recalled Xavier's suggestion to take the initiative. What a brilliant idea.

That evening, Karina put her skills to the test and prepared a platter of garlic butter crab. Wilfred happily indulged, eating several pieces with obvious enjoyment.

*

as if he had never left the profession.

what she heard first-straight from Wilfred-was news about the hospital

to herself in disbelief.

you're

wanted to say, "It's not about what you think, it's

sigh. "I think you're giving me way too

seniority mattered most. People who became directors or deputy directors were usually in their forties or

Except for him.

patients wouldn't think, "This person must be really talented,"

"This person must have connections." And the second?

Karina thought about it, the more helpless

run for deputy director, people won't just gossip about me, no one will even vote for me Wilfred raised an eyebrow.

Karina paused.

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