As expected.
A glimmer of understanding flashed through Sinclair's slightly narrowed eyes, but he remained silent, instead turning his gaze toward Camilla.
It was clear—he was leaving the decision entirely in her hands.
Camilla studied Stephen's legs in silence for several seconds before speaking slowly.
"If it's not too much trouble, Mr. Mega, could you elaborate on the specifics of your condition?"
So, Sinclair hadn't mentioned his situation.
"Not at all," Stephen replied, his expression unchanged, though his tone grew noticeably colder.
"Nerve damage from a car accident.
I was lucky enough to avoid amputation, but I lost all sensation."
When he lifted his eyes to meet Camilla's, the faint smile on his face faded slightly, his gaze darkening.
"As for compensation—if you can cure my legs, I, Stephen, am willing to promise you one thing, unconditionally."
"Unconditional" meant he would fulfill it if possible, and if not, he would spare no effort to try.
