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    Rushing forward, Sadie asked, her voice rough with worry, “Doctor, how’s my son?”


    The doctor, mask in hand, looked serious. “His fever isn’t subsiding, and the situation is concerning. It’s not a simple cold or fever. We rmend a bone marrow puncture to identify the cause.”


    “A bone marrow puncture?” Sadie froze, filled with fear.


    “The procedure is crucial for a quick diagnosis and effective treatment,” the doctor continued with patience. “It’s best we act swiftly.”


    Dizziness hit Sadie again, her body nearly giving way.


    Averi seemed too fragile for such an invasive test.


    Sadie’s heart ached with an unbearable weight, making it hard to breathe.


    Overwhelmed by worry, she managed to ask, “Isn’t there any other option? Must we do a bone marrow puncture?”


    The doctor’s sigh indicated the gravity of the situation. “This is our best option at this moment.”


    Alex approached, his handforting on Sadie’s shoulder. “Sadie, trust that the doctors will do their best for Averi.”


    As Sadie looked into Alex’s eyes, her tears flowed freely. In the end, she signed the consent form with a trembling hand.


    An hour had passed when Averi, still under anesthesia, was gently wheeled into his hospital room. Sadie, seated beside his bed, clutched his tiny hand, her eyes wide open throughout the night.


    Outside the hospital, a sleek ck Maybach sat silently by the curb, its interior bathed in soft light. Noah, brooding in the driver’s seat, held a cigarette loosely between his fingers. The echo of Sadie’s revtion haunted him: “Averi is my child with Alex.”


    In a burst of anger, Noah flicked the cigarette butt into the night and pounded the steering wheel with his fist. He refused to ept this.


    Taking a deep breath, he grabbed his phone and hastily dialed Samuel.


    “Find out everything about Sadie’s child.”


    Samuel’s confusion was palpable. “Child? What child?”


    Impatiently, Noah rified, “Sadie’s child. He’s in the hospital. Investigate him! And fire Jordyn.”


    With a heavy sigh, he ended the call and massaged his temples. Samuel, still bewildered, knew better than to probe further and started his investigation without dy.


    In the morning, K’s heels clicked sharply against the floor as she made her way back to Wall Group. Havingpleted her business trip, K had arranged to return on the first avable flight.


    “Where’s Noah?” She nced around, but the office was empty.


    She tried calling him, only to be greeted by the monotonous tone of an automated message, saying, “Sorry, the number you’ve dialed is temporarily unavable.”


    With each repetition, a sinking feeling grew in K’s chest, her unease mounting.


    Stowing her phone, K made her way toward Jordyn’s office. It was also empty, the desk neatly tidied up. A wave of apprehension caused K’s heart to skip a beat.


    She halted a colleague passing by. “Where’s Jordyn?” she inquired. The colleague paused briefly, then answered with caution, “She’s been fired, Miss Wade.”


    “Fired?” K was stunned. Jordyn’s sudden dismissal didn’t make sense. A nagging suspicion crept into her mind. Had Noah discovered something significant already?


    At the hospital, Sadie remained beside Averi’s bed, her gaze fixed on her son’s small, pale face. Alex stayed beside her in silence, asionally handing her a ss of water and murmuring a few reassuring words.


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