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    Relief swept through Sadie like a wave. She bowed deeply, her voice thick with gratitude.


    “Thank you. Thank you so much.”


    “This is what we do,” the specialist replied warmly. “Just remember to look after yourself too. Your grandmother needs you strong.”


    After the team departed, Sadie slumped into the chair beside the bed.


    She watched Laura’s calm expression, her breathing steady, and for the first time in days, the tightness in her chest began to ease.


    Overwhelmed by exhaustion, Sadie slipped into a deep sleep next to the hospital bed without realizing it.


    The sounds in the ward slowly faded to silence.


    Meanwhile, in another VIP ward, K shifted ufortably.


    She had been waiting all afternoon for Noah, who had yet to appear.


    “Noah, what on earth is keeping you?” K muttered, flinging the magazine she was reading onto a nearby table in frustration.


    At that moment, a nurse came in with a medical cart to change K’s IV.


    “Miss, do you happen to know where Noah is?” K inquired, unable to hide her curiosity.


    The nurse hesitated before responding cautiously. “Mr. Wall… I believe he visited Mrs. Stewart earlier today.”


    “Mrs. Stewart?” K’s brow furrowed. “What was he doing there?”


    “The word is he brought a team of specialists to consult on Mrs. Stewart’s case. I heard her condition was quite serious, but it has since stabilized, and there’s talk she might regain consciousness soon,” the nurse exined as she expertly changed the IV.


    “She might regain consciousness?” K’splexion lost all color as she turned to face the nurse.


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    The possibility of Laura waking up filled her with dread. Would Laura tell Noah what she had done to her?


    At the time, K had merely intended to rattle Laura with some sharp words. Little did she anticipate that the elderly woman would be so shockingly frail, copsing into a heart attack.


    K refused to ept me for the incident.


    However, recalling the cold stare Noah had given her still made K shudder. She was determined not to let Laura regain consciousness.


    A terrifying notion crossed K’s mind.


    Struggling to steady her nerves, K walked over to the bedside table, grabbed her phone, and dialed a number she hadn’t used in a while.


    “Hello, Wird? It’s me,” she whispered, her voice barely steady.


    From the other end came a rough voice, saying, “Ah, Miss Wade. To what do I owe the pleasure today? Need something else taken care of?”


    “I need a favor… I need someone gone,” K replied, her voice tense.


    “Gone?” The voice chuckled. “That’s a serious request, Miss Wade. Let’s talk about the terms…”


    “Five million,” K said firmly, without a moment’s hesitation.


    There was a brief pause before the other end responded with a scoff. “Five million for a life? You’re not serious, Miss Wade.”


    Desperation crept into K’s voice.


    This was no simple task, and the person on the line wasn’t easy to persuade.


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