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She’d already eaten the candy, leaving only the stick. It was long enough to puncture an eardrum if pushed in all the way. They could tell that Quinlyn wasn’t joking.

Zebulon froze, holding his breath. His bodyguards immediately contacted his father. After receiving instructions, they all withdrew from the house.

Only then did Quinlyn relax her grip. “Come back in, and I really will do it.” Her voice was calm, almost innocent.

Zebulon was soaked in cold sweat. He’d felt how outmatched he was in that quick face–off. He wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t stupid, so after the trainee sent him out, he didn’t dare to make another move.

Quinlyn tossed the stick into the trash can and glanced toward the second floor, a flicker of worry in her eyes. She hoped that Glenn was alright.

But by midnight, his fever still hadn’t subsided.

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“The doctor suspects a severe viral infection and insists on hospitalization.” The trainee came to Quinlyn and told her the situation. “But Mr. Bronson refuses. He’s finalizing a bill review and won’t risk complications. He’s chosen to be treated here instead.

Quinlyn knew that they were preparing her for what was to come.

“Do you want me to ask Larry to come get you?” The trainee hesitated before offering her a way out. There were a lot of eyes watching from outside, and he figured Quinlyn might be scared.

“No, I want to stay here.” Quinlyn didn’t hesitate to refuse. She strolled down the hall, took in the busy crowd, then headed back to her room.

She opened her suitcase and pulled out the thing Warren had given her. She’d brought it along secretly, not wanting to leave those rare medicinal ingredients behind, even though she figured she’d never actually need them.

An hour later, she went to Glenn’s room with some crystals. She ran into a doctor outside the door. “This is medicine to reduce fever. It should work. I’ll take it first.”

The doctor had been running on fumes all day and was already feeling lightheaded. Seeing a kid blocking his path, he was already in a foul mood. When he heard this, he was about to lose his temper.

guest of Mr. Bronson, and someone he trusts very much.” The trainee

tongue and felt a wave of irritation. “But Mr. Bronson is special. According to the rules, he can’t take drugs of unknown origin.” The doctor

the room. “Is that Quinlyn? Let her in.”

everyone could only get out of

room and saw Glenn’s pale face in the dim light by the bed. His lips were bloodless, his cheeks flushed with

coughing and leaning back. He waved his

and took his hand. It was burning hot.

contagious, I was close enough to get infected earlier.” She took out a bag and pinched out some coarsely ground powder. “I made this for fun in the lab a while back. It works on most

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it and feared she’d be poisoned. They were already overwhelmed,

few seconds later, Glenn, who had been staring blankly, suddenly laughed. “Well, since you already ate some, I’d look like a real scaredy–cat if I didn’t try any.” He reached out, pinched a small amount, and asked her if that

better,” Quinlyn replied professionally.

head back

What if something goes wrong?” Everyone

and said calmly, “If something goes wrong, we’ll just go to the hospital. You don’t have any other options right now, do

The doctor tried to reason with him,

been exhausted after being up all

outside the door. He couldn’t help feeling a little exasperated.

emergency center and arrange a vehicle,” he said to the

keep watch. Quinlyn didn’t leave either. She leaned against the wall and counted down

look. “Mr. Bronson fell asleep half an hour ago. His temperature’s

froze, unable

better, and he’s already asleep.”