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Ford could not come up with an answer, and Sheena did not press further. “Never mind, let’s go. Let’s see what he’s up to.”

After casually tidying up her desk, they drove to the hospital.

In the ward, someone had wrapped themselves up like a Swiss roll, burying their head deep into the blanket.

The nurse sighed, “Mr. Freeman, you still have a fever. You’ll have trouble breathing wrapped up like that, and… can I please administer the IV for you!”

Despite the efforts of the medical staff and Owen’s persuasion, the “Swiss roll” on the hospital bed remained utterly unresponsive.

As Sheena walked in, she could not help but mock, “Oh, it seems tomorrow’s headline will be: Former CEO of the Freeman Group Commits Suicide by Suffocation as He Refused an IV Treatment.”

Owen noticed her arrival and respectfully greeted her, “Ms. Lawson.”

Sheena nodded slightly in response and approached Elijah’s bedside.

Before she could say anything, the “Swiss roll” suddenly grabbed her wrist. Elijah emerged from the blanket, his head poking out. Due to the fever, his normally domineering and cold gaze now appeared

vulnerable.

for someone else. From now on,

and didn’t see you, and I

fever, Elijah’s voice had a slight nasal quality,

coquettish.

and Owen in the room exchanged confused

exuded hostility just ten minutes ago and looked ready to devour anyone who crossed his

he change his demeanor

hand, was creeped out by his words. “Did you fry your brain from the fever? Should we just

a loss for words. Any

to have a

consideration, Sheena did not refuse. She looked at the nurse and directed her words to Elijah, “Start the IV

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deep, nasal–toned voice, Elijah responded, “Alright.”

nurse approached, but Elijah still tightly held Sheena’s wrist, making it impossible for her to

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