"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the bodyguard demanded, his voice sharp with suspicion.
Leila's heart pounded, but her expression remained composed. Straightening her posture, she summoned the confidence of a seasoned performer and replied coolly, "I'm the new attending physician, conducting a routine check-up on the patient."
The bodyguard's eyes flickered between her white coat, the medical kit in her hand, and the small pills she was holding. His gaze sharpened.
"What's that? I've never seen Mr. Hawke take these before," he said, stepping forward, his stance tense.
Leila clenched her teeth inwardly, realizing the situation was slipping out of control. She instinctively stepped back, subtly closing her fingers around the pills. "It's just part of his prescribed regimen. Nothi
