Sofia Hamilton was bending over, forcefully tearing off the last piece of gauze when she heard footsteps behind her.
Startled, she turned around, taken aback by the man's profound gaze.
She was stunned, momentarily forgetting how to react.
The man, seemingly also shaken by her actions, slightly furrowed his handsome eyebrows.
Dressed in a deep black business suit, its simple but exceptionally tailored cut exuded an understated opulence. He merely stood there, without anyone beside him, yet his noble presence was palpable, embodying an air of supremacy not easily possessed by the ordinary.
Though Sofia didn't recognize him, she had a feeling that he was no ordinary man...
He was very handsome, his near-perfect face carrying a hint of noble valor and a trace of mixed heritage. His bright, star-like eyes seemed devoid of any emotions, with a sharp gaze that also carried hints of gloomy depth.
