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    “Of course I want to save her! But I’m terrified you’ll end up humiliated for nothing, and people will justugh at you,” Katie admitted, her voice tinged with fear.


    “Your fears aren’t without reason,” Brendon acknowledged. “But as long as there’s even a sliver of hope, I won’t stop trying to save Ynda.”


    His words struck deep. Katie felt her heart swell at her brother’s resolve. She was d for Ynda, too. After all the heartbreak she had endured from unreliable men, Katie now had Brendon and Ynda to prove that true love still existed.


    “Brendon, I believe in you. You can do this!”


    As soon as Brendon and Katie stepped out of the car, they found themselves at the foot of the mountain. He’d brought along a crew to handle the livestream—and around ten bodyguards for good measure. A few opportunists who’d hoped to sneak into the stream for clout were quickly blocked by the bodyguards.


    “When are we starting already? My legs are turning into jelly just standing here!” someone in the crowd shouted, and soon others chimed in, getting impatient. This crowd really lived for the drama.<fn5531> Official source is Find?Novel</fn5531>


    Brendon was getting irritated, but he had to swallow it down. As president of the Dawson Group, he couldn’t stoop to their level.


    Once his crew got the stream up and running, Brendon started making his way up the mountain, performing as King requested. It was manageable at first, but halfway up, the struggle became real.


    Katie had been walking beside him the whole time. She noticed his face was soaked in sweat, and he looked like he was fighting through hell.


    “Brendon, take a break, please…” Her voice trembled, eyes welling with tears. She knew how badly he wanted to save Ynda, but watching him like this—suffering—was tearing her apart.


    They were only halfway there, and this was just day one. He’d be doing this again tomorrow… and for the next seven days after tomorrow. If she hadn’t been absolutely sure that King had no personal beef with them, she might have thought King was straight-up torturing her brother on purpose. Nine days of climbing a mountain and praying? Who coulde up with something like that?


    “I’m fine,” Brendon gritted through his teeth. “I can keep going.”


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    With so many eyes on him—live and online—he couldn’t afford to take a break on day one. Sure, King never said he couldn’t rest, but Brendon was convinced that showing insincerity now would get blown up on the inte. Worse, it might make King reconsider whether to treat Ynda.


    Maybe this whole thing was a test. If he made it through, maybe King would actually fully cure Ynda.


    Katie could only watch him struggle, heart aching, tears sliding down her cheeks. She wanted to rush in and help, but she held herself back.


    Bodyguards nked Brendon on both sides, clearing the way and keeping people at a distance. Anyone trying to film up close or join the stream was kept far back. They could only watch from afar, while others who were toozy to climb just sat at the bottom of the mountain, watching the livestream like it was some reality show—with snacks in hand.


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