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    A short pause followed—merely several heartbeats, yet to Lenny, those moments stretched like hours. His breathing stoppedpletely in his windpipe.


    Then Alex spoke once more, his words heavy with pleased approval. “Alright, excellent work. Your payment will appear in your bank ount very soon.”


    Lenny experienced the crushing weight in his ribcage finally lifting. “I’m grateful, Mr. Howe! Deeply grateful! Should you ever require additional services, merely speak the request—I’ll aplish anything you demand.”


    Alex offered no reply. The connection ended abruptly with a sharp click.


    Lenny gazed at the device’s disy briefly, then allowed his body to sink gradually onto the cold surface, his back resting against the wall. He had barely escaped a potentially fatal situation.


    At the same time, at his own vi, Alex ced his phone down carefully. His elegant fingers rotated the crimson liquid within his crystal goblet using measured, intentional movements.


    The deep red wine caught the illumination, reflecting bright sparks into his gaze—peaceful on the surface, yet threaded with chilled contentment.


    The entire scheme had represented a dangerous risk, without question. However, it had produced results—iney helpless and unconscious. Nothing else held any importance.


    The n had demanded courage and calction. Yet, if such actions would steal Sadie from Noah permanently, every danger had been worthwhile.


    At that precise moment, rapid footfalls destroyed the peaceful silence that had filled the study.


    Egan exploded through the doorway, his face drained of color and his chest heaving. “Sir! Sir—there’s a serious problem! It concerns Salex, he—”


    Alex ced his wine ss onto the gleaming surface with a heavy, muffled sound.


    Deep lines formed across his forehead as he gradually raised his eyes. “What has caused this frantic behavior? Express yourself with rity.”


    Egan gulped with difficulty, his voice wavering like wind through autumn leaves. “Salex has been weeping without pause since yesterday evening. Earlier today, his temperature soared dangerously high. Our doctor has examined him, yet no treatments have proven effective. The doctor exined that Salex remains too small, and now he requires—”


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    Egan’s words faded into silence, his shoulders contracting inward as he dropped his gaze toward the floor.


    Alex lifted himself from the rich leather seating, his towering figure casting a lengthy, intimidating silhouette across the entire chamber.


    “Requires exactly what?”


    A shudder ran through Egan’s body. He closed his eyes and braced himself before speaking.


    “The doctor said that Salex needs his mother.”


    Alex raised a brow at that.


    Hailey? That woman—a mother?


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