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    Abraham continued, “The kitchen’s had your dietary restrictions for a while now.”


    Ste blinked in surprise.


    Well, naturally. Abraham wasn’t the kind of guy who overlooked stuff like that.


    If it was a genuine ident, maybe–maybe–he’d let it slide. But <b>if </b>someone knew better and still messed up? That was a whole different story.


    “Still feeling sick?”


    “I’m fine now. Just make sure Abel keeps an eye on Marie.”


    E was Morris’s fiancée, after all. The family backing her wasn’t one to underestimate.


    Abraham scoffed. “Even Morris wouldn’t dare stir up trouble here. E’s nothing.”


    Ste blinked again.


    He had a point.


    She thought back to the footage–Morris’s crew had gotten wrecked. As long as they were in Falvaria, Marie was untouchable.


    That thought gave Ste some peace of mind.


    Because of her picky appetite, Abraham had punished the kitchen staff earlier today, and by the afternoon, the butler had already called an emergency meeting.


    Now that Ste could finally eat something she actually liked, if they screwed up again, it wouldn’t just be a three–day pay cut -people would start losing jobs.


    Everyone in the Dawson family knew–Ste meant the world to Abraham.


    After lunch.


    Ste had been running around all morning. Now she just wanted a nap.


    Abraham was sitting on the living room couch reviewing some urgent files, while Ste curled up beside him, resting her head on hisp, slowly drifting off.


    He looked down and saw her lips pressed together, hershes drooping with exhaustion.


    This quiet moment of peace made him smile gently. “Sleepy?”


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    “Mhm,” Ste murmured.


    He gently brushed a few strands of hair off her cheek and gave the butler a look.


    The butler got the message and quickly had someone bring over a nket.


    By the time it reached Abraham’s hands<b>, </b>Ste had already fallen half–asleep.


    He covered her gently….


    Meanwhile.


    Tessa had been especially clingy ever since she came down with a fever.


    She even made Victor bring in two more housekeepers to the vi. When Ss arrived with the <b>new </b>staff-


    “You checked their backgrounds, right?” Victor’s voice was cold.


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    Ss nodded. “Don’t worry. They’re clean.”


    Lewis’s face was still swollen–obviously roughed up pretty bad by Ss.


    The moment he saw Victor, tears welled up in his eyes. He looked downright pitiful.


    Victor didn’t spare him a nce.


    He just told Ss, “Have someone keep an eye on her.”


    Women<i>–</i><i>always </i><i>so fragile</i><i>. </i>


    ”


    Finished


    He used to think that just seeing the way Ste acted around Abraham was enough proof. That softness<b>… </b>it wasn’t his thing. That was probably why Victor had always kept his distance from women.


    Even someone like Marie.


    The moment she got a scrape during a mission, she’d cry out like she’d been shot. Just constant noise and drama. In a word? Exhausting.


    Ss nodded. “Got it.”


    But Lewis decided this was the perfect time to speak up. “So… are we still checking if she’s actually a spy?”


    They had already broken the rule of not hiring extra help.


    Even Lewis, as slow as he was<b>, </b>could tell Tessa held a different ce in Victor’s heart now.


    And Ss–he froze when he heard that.


    He slowly turned, dead inside, and stared at Lewis<b>. </b>


    <i>Seriously</i><i>? </i><i>Your </i><i>face </i><b><i>is </i></b><i>still </i>swollen, <i>and </i><i>you’re </i><i>still </i><i>mouthing </i>off? <i>Didn’t </i><i>learn </i><i>a </i><i>damn </i><i>thing</i>?


    Ss sucked in a breath.““Victor, he’s just…”


    The moment he saw Victor’s expression, Ss went stiff. The way Victor was eyeing Lewis felt cold. Really cold.


    Ss’s jaw clenched. “So, um… Dr. Eddie said the team out in the Mambia Desert is short–staffed. I actually think Lewis would be perfect for the job. Want me to put in the request?”


    <i>God</i><i>, </i>this is <i>as </i><i>far </i><i>as </i><b><i>I </i></b><b><i>can </i></b>go to <i>help </i><i>you</i><i>, </i><i>man.He </i><i>really </i><i>has </i><i>no </i><i>clue.Doesn’t </i><i>even </i><i>know </i><i>when </i>to <i>shut </i><i>up</i>. <i>If </i><i>he </i><i>keeps </i><i>this </i>up, he won’t <i>live </i>much <i>longer</i><i>. </i>


    But when Lewis heard “Mambia Dessert<b>,</b>” he panicked. “No, no, no, I’m not going there!”


    Ss raised an eyebrow.


    Kid definitely <b><i>needs </i></b>some <i>toughening </i>up.


    Victor’s gaze turned icy, and Lewis immediately swallowed hard. “I just think you need me here, Victor. I mean, we still haven’t confirmed whether or not Ms. Tessa’s actually a spy.”


    Ss went silent. <i>God</i><i>, </i>my head <i>hurts</i>.


    Before Victor could say anything, Ss stepped up, grabbed Lewis by the cor, and dragged him out. “Out. Now. Are you drunk or something?”


    He couldn’t let the guy say another word. One more sentence and he’d really end up dead.


    Lewis protested, “I haven’t had a drink in three months!”


    “Shut up, you idiot!” <b>Ss </b>snapped.


    <i>Seriously</i><i>. </i><i>He’s </i>a <i>real </i><i>idiot</i>.


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    Ss hauled Lewis away.


    Not long after, a housekeeper came downstairs. “Mr. Victor, Ms. Tessa’s out of it and refusing to take her meds.”


    “Force it down,” Victor said with a wave.


    <i>Women</i>. Such a <i>hassle</i>.


    “Her pillow’s already soaked with tears,” the housekeeper said softly.


    Victor said nothing.


    <i>Nope</i>. <i>Not </i><i>just </i><i>a </i><i>hassle</i>. <i>Next </i><i>level</i>.


    Upstairs, Tessay in bed, burning up with fever. Her little hands were clenched tightly around the nkets.


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