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Elizabeth, you will be taking a leave of
absence, effective as soon as you can make
it happen. Excuse me. No. You were much
too vulnerable in this environment. Well,
the communal germs alone would turn one's
stomach. Now, once you deliver a healthy
child, will you please be alone? That was
pretty clear. You back off,
Elena.
Oh, run along, little boy. I'm having a
private conversation with the mother of my
great grandchild. It wasn't a
conversation. Helena has ordered me to
leave my job. But it was for your own
protection, my dear. It's your own
protection. And I'm telling you, if you
disrupt my life in any way, I'm gonna have
you arrested for stalking. And I'll gladly
serve the warrant. Just stay away from me.
Poor, silly you.
We're still letting her pull you around by
your heartstrings.
Don't make the mistake of thinking I'm
like my dad. Sparring with you isn't
a thrill for me. I don't find you charming
or amusing. I think you're sick and you're
dangerous, and you should be put out of
your misery. Something I'd be happy to do
if you push me. You harm one person
who matters to me, and I will show you one
of two things. The inside of a prison cell
or a coffin. Nothing gets
my blood pumping more than a fresh
breakout of the Spencer Kassadine war,
son, the vernacular that you will
understand. Bring it
on.
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