[Margaret's POV]
Licia and Donald were both very satisfied with my amiable change in addressing Licia!
Especially Licia, the laughter in her eyes became exceedingly genuine as she nodded at me in approval, then turned around and rummaged through her purse to pull out an exquisitely delicate gift box, extending it towards me.
"This is a meeting gift I prepared for you. I hope you like it," she said with a smile.
Surprised, I slightly widened my eyes and, after a pause, quickly responded with thanks, "Thank you! Thank you so much, you are really thoughtful! I didn't manage to prepare anything for you, I'm so sorry."
"My dear child, don't ever say that, you have already done so much for Donald!" Licia shook her head, looking at me disapprovingly as she countered.
As she spoke, she glanced at my shoulder as if she wanted to see the wound through my patient gown.
