She finally knocked. "Sir Jacoben, I have come. This is me, Lesley." "Get in!" She slowly opened the door and peeked where Jacoben was. He is sitting in front of the desk and busy with his laptop. "Good evening," she greeted with a smile, then proceeded to enter. He closed his laptop immediately. He fixed his blue tuxedo and smiled broadly. "Good evening to you too! Long time no see! How's work? I hope MNA is not too cruel to you." She smiled. "I'm okay. I'm still alive." "Right," he chuckled, amused by her. “I know you are a strong girl." "Uhm, is there anything I can do for you, Sir?" "Oh, yes." He stood up. "I want to show you something urgently. Can you come with me?" He immediately walked to the door without waiting for her answer. She had no choice but to follow. "Wh-where are we going, Sir Jacoben?" "Not far. We won't go outside the hospital." Her forehead furrowed. Jacoben did not answer her question. Should she be worried about what he will show her? Knowing th
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