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    “For now, just focus on resting. Keep your eyes closed and rx while the IV finishes,” Ethan said, his voice gentle.


    Her eyes moved to the IV bag, noting it still had a good way to go. With Edmond waiting for her, she felt a pang of guilt, but she knew she couldn’t rush recovery. With a soft sigh, she allowed herself to close her eyes.


    She had barely drifted into rest when her phone rang from the bedside table.


    Reaching over, she picked it up and answered. Edmond’s familiar voice filled the line. “Yvonne, it’ste. Why aren’t you back yet?”


    “I’m really sorry… I won’t be able toe back to you tonight…” She was in the middle of crafting a harmless excuse to avoid causing him worry when the nurse entered the room to check the IV.


    “You’re awake now, right? Once the IV bag’s done, you’re cleared to go,” the nurse said casually as she walked in.


    “Yvonne? Where are you?” Edmond asked again, this time his voice sharper with concern.


    Before Yvonne could say anything, Edmond asked, “Was that a nurse? Don’t lie to me. Tell me the truth—where are you right now?”


    Yvonne knew she couldn’t hide it any longer. Her voice was soft but honest. “I’m at the hospital. I fainted while I was working… It was just low blood sugar.”


    The panic in Edmond’s voice was immediate. “Which hospital? I’ming there right now.”


    “I’m okay. My boss saw what happened and brought me in. I just need to finish the IV, then I’ll head back,” Yvonne reassured him.


    “I don’t care who brought you! Tell me where you are. I need to see you for myself!”


    She understood then that arguing would get her nowhere. With a sigh, she gave him the name of the hospital.


    Thankfully, they were in the same building. That meant he didn’t have far to go, and for that, she felt a small sense of relief.


    She and Edmond were just three floors apart. Edmond wasted no time and came straight down to her room.


    His gaze turned sharp, his eyes narrowing with a fierce protectiveness as he studied Ethan. “Who’s this?” he asked.


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    Yvonne gave a light smile and made the introductions. “This is my boss, Mr. Marsh. He’s the one who brought me to the hospital today.”


    Edmond scrutinized Ethan from head to toe, taking in every detail from his polished shoes to the confidence in his posture.


    Standing before him, Ethan was the picture of refinement, immactely dressed in a tailored suit, exuding charm with a smile that was calm, warm, and measured—but the way he looked at Yvonne carried a shade too much interest. Subtle, yes, but Edmond had seen that look before. Possibly Norton’s most formidable rival yet.


    A decision took root in Edmond’s mind—silent but firm. If Norton was too clueless to see what was happening right under his nose, then someone had to keep an eye on Yvonne. And that someone, clearly, had to be him. After all, men like Ethan—with their polished manners and charming smiles—were exactly the type that young women fell for too easily these days.


    Ethan, unfazed by Edmond’s hard stare, held onto his pleasant expression. Withposed grace, he extended a hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Ethan Marsh.”


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