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These are my translations:

a. Sit properly. Don’t move. - sounds like a teacher scolding a student.

b. Sit still. Don’t move. - sounds like something in the ”red room” is about to happen lol *coughBDSMcough*🤭

c. Sit tight. Don’t move. - sounds like you’re sitting astride him and he’s about to give you the best ride of your life.🤭

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"I am not concerned about whether you are healed or not, but I will not let you ruin my reputation."

"Vyn, I didn't know you broadened your scope of work."

Artem Wing is never one to be triggered by verbal provocations. It isn't because he had been desensitized due to the nature of his work. Rather, he has developed that ability to counter them and, therefore, reducing the impact to his mental wellbeing.

But alas, Dr. Vyn Richter's following statement, which is a cheeky reply to the sincere suggestion of Luke Pearce for the group to undergo drug resistance training, has turned on a switch within Artem.

"Count me out. I follow the rule of planning before action. I would never be so reckless as to leave my companions and myself in danger."

This indirect but scar-inducing verbal attack at Artem has made him unable to defend himself, much less respond. Although he outwardly exhibits a calm demeanor, his blood boils as he had the words spoken by Vyn in a cocky tone imprinted in his mind.

Like a snap of a magician's fingers to bring his assistant out of a hypnotic trance, Rosa's voice cools him down in a split second. His focus is back on Rosa and he carefully listens to what she is saying.

As Rosa bids him goodbye and leaves a few reminders, scolding him endearingly, Artem simply smiles at her like some infatuated high schooler and lovingly says, "Be careful."

The rest of the NXX boys visibly reacted to their ant-infesting exchange. However, as if on cue, Marius von Hagen smirks and winks at Artem. "We best be off now, Mr. Wing. I'll be sure to take good care of her for you. She'll return to work tomorrow unscathed."

Artem only narrows his eyes at Marius, his mind already back to the harsh accusation Vyn has stated earlier.

"I better leave as well. I have a few more cases to finish." Luke excuses himself and heads off to work.

"Well I—"

Vyn gets cut off by Artem pushing against the wall, a very out-of-character action for the usually level-headed senior attorney.

"Dr. Richter, aren't you here to make sure I will not ruin your reputation?" A hand has gripped Vyn by the collar of his inner button-down shirt. It clenches even tighter, the veins now visibly bulging underneath smooth skin.

Artem has only noticed that he may have gripped too tight when he saw the top button fly off of Vyn's shirt. He loosens his grip as he realizes he has clearly lost his composure. He clears his throat but he places his hand against the wall beside Vyn, preventing him from escaping.

To his surprise, Vyn does not budge despite the rough treatment. Instead, Artem can see Vyn's eyebrows have been furrowed. He also looks like he has a lot to say.

"How could you be so careless? I expected no less from you to be walking right into enemy territory without informing us of your plans. What if Rosa—"