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    Niks, carrying Hamilton, barked, “Hit the elevator! Move!”


    The secretary blinked in surprise, caught off guard. He honestly couldn’t tell if this was all part of Hamilton’s act. He stood there, dumbfounded.


    Cedric calmly reached over and pressed the elevator button himself. The doors opened, and they stepped inside.


    The ambnce waited below. Niks hauled Hamilton inside while Cedric pointed across the street. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to work.”


    The secretary was losing hisposure. He pped his leg and cried out, “How can there be nothing wrong? Your father fainted! Is your heart made of stone?”


    Cedric was about to respond when Niks cut in. “Cedric, if you have time,e with us.”


    Cedric nced at his watch. “I’ve got to make lunch for my wife.”


    Hamilton was supposed to fake unconsciousness, but he was on the verge of losing it. If he weren’t worried about blowing his cover, he would have jumped up and given Cedric a tongueshing right then and there.


    What kind of heartless man was this?


    Even if a frail grandmother copsed in the street, surely Cedric wouldn’t just stand there, right?


    Making lunch for Dani? That was what took priority?


    Was his life worth less than a meal for Dani?


    At that moment, Hamilton felt a crushing pain in his chest—real this time.


    “Alright then.” Niks didn’t press the matter further. Cedric had never benefited from the McCoy family nor relied on them for anything. He had carved his own path, strong and steady, so no one expected him to bear the burden of Hamilton’s twilight years. Niks nodded.


    “Go on back. I’ve got it covered here.”


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    The secretary stood frozen, words caught in his throat. He lingered uncertainly, unsure whether to go up or stay.


    “Get moving!” Niks barked at the secretary. “Why are you just standing there?”


    Cedric turned, about to walk away. But just then, Hamilton’s eyes snapped open, and he let out a dramatic cough.


    He called out hoarsely, “Cedric,e ride with me. I’m not feeling well. Having someone with me would ease my mind. At my age, who knows if I’ll even make it out of that hospital?”


    Hamilton added a few extra coughs, milking the moment for all it was worth.


    Niks said, “Dad, don’t talk like that. You won’t be alone. I’ll call my brothers toe back.”


    Hamilton let out a long sigh. “But I’d really prefer Cedric to be there with me.”


    Hamilton had to fight the urge to reach over and smack Niks.


    One of the EMTs, clearly confused, said, “Everyone aboard now. This is an ambnce, not a stage. We’re blocking traffic.”


    Cedric pointed toward thepany building, about to speak, but the secretary yanked him into the ambnce. Just as Cedric adjusted himself, the doors mmed shut behind him, and the ambnce roared to life, tearing down the street.


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