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    “Hello, Miss Wade, it’s done. I’m in, but Sadie insists on a one-month probation before signing the contract. She seems to trust me,” he said, his tone attempting to sound confident but revealing his anxiety.


    “Byrum, I hope you’re not deceiving me. If I find out you’re up to any tricks…” K paused.


    “No, how could I possibly?” Byrum quickly interjected, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. “Miss Wade, please rest assured. You can trust me. I’ll start right away and get her design drafts as soon as I can.”


    “Good,” K’s tone softened slightly. “Remember, I want her reputationpletely ruined. She must never recover.”


    “Understood, Miss Wade,” Byrum responded immediately.


    “You’ll be well rewarded once it’s done,” K said before hanging up.


    Listening to the beeps as the call ended, Byrum exhaled a long sigh of relief.


    The next second, his phone chimed with a notification. He opened it to see a transfer of one hundred thousand dors disyed on the screen. A greedy smile crept across Byrum’s face as he gazed at the substantial amount.


    Meanwhile, Sadie was deeply focused on preparing for the uing project in her studio.


    Suddenly, a shrill ringtone shattered the silence.


    “Hello?” Sadie answered, her voice weary.


    “Miss Hudson, Averi… He’s suddenly got a high fever. It’s really severe, and he’s been crying non-stop…” Carol’s voice was fraught with tears and urgency.


    Sadie felt a pang of worry, and the documents she was holding dropped onto the desk.


    “A fever? How bad is it? How is he now?” she asked, her voiceced with concern.


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    “I took his temperature; it’s already 40 degrees. I… I don’t know what to do…” Carol replied, her voice trembling with panic.


    “I’ming right now. Use warm water to sponge him down and make sure he drinks plenty of water,” Sadie said hurriedly, grabbing her coat and dashing out.


    “What about Grandma? How is she?” Sadie remembered Laura as she reached the door, her anxiety deepening.


    “Laura’s okay, just worried about Averi. I’ve asked her to stay in her room while I look after him,” Carol replied, sounding a bit calmer.


    “Good. Take care of Averi and Grandma. I’ll be there soon,” Sadie said, ending the call and sprinting to the parking lot. She started her car and sped toward home.


    Throughout the drive, Sadie’s heart was racing.


    Averi was her world; the thought of anything happening to him was unbearable.


    When Sadie arrived home, she rushed into the room.


    Seeing Averi’s flushed face filled her with concern. “Averi… Averi, Mommy’s here. Everything will be alright.”


    “He’s still burning up; we need to get him to the hospital right now,” Sadie said, quickly scooping Averi into her arms.


    “I’ll drive,” Carol said, following them swiftly.


    At the hospital, the doctor examined Averi and administered a fever-reducing injection.


    “Doctor, how is he?” Sadie asked, her voice filled with worry.


    “He’s fine. It’s just a reaction to the new environment and the recent weather changes that caused the fever. The injection will help, and he should recover quickly with some rest,” the doctor said.


    Relieved by the doctor’s words, Sadie finally rxed.


    “Thank you, doctor,” she said with heartfelt gratitude.


    “You’re wee. It’s my duty,” the doctor replied with a smile before leaving the room.


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