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Mr Dros Is In Critical Condition

Ken stood with his head low, sweat covered his forehead.

He had overheard the phone call just now and understood every word clearly.

"Mr. Dros."

Finished

Orion's expression was grim as he gave the command, I don't care what it takes. Get Seraphina here."

Ken's expression twisted with discomfort. Did this not put him in an impossible situation?

"I-I can't...

Before he could finish his sentence. Orion's cold piercing gaze swept over him.

"Double your bonus this month."

Ken's reaction instantly changed, and he promised, "No problem."

Orion headed upstairs to the study.

Ken hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone and dialed Seraphina.

"Ms. Cross, this is bad! Mr. Dros just fell down the stairs

Seraphina was about to get to bed when Ken's call came through.

"Is he nuts? If he fell, shouldn't you be calling a doctor? Why call me?!"

She grumbled, but even as she complained, she was already getting up from the bed.

Ken quickly explained. "The doctor has already been notified and is on his way here, but Mr. Dros is barely conscious. When we ask him anything, he doesn't respond-he only says your name. "You have to come quickly. Whether Mr. Dros pulls through or not is all up to you now!"

The situation is so serious?

Seraphina was skeptical, but since Ken had put it that way, she couldn't refuse.

She grabbed her keys and rushed out.

At the Droses' estate.

As soon as Seraphina entered, Ken hurried up to meet her in a flustered manner.

"Ms. Cross, he's completely unconscious now!"

Seraphina frowned. Something in her chest tightened at those words.

"Where's the doctor?"

Ken froze for a moment, then quickly spoke.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Mr Dros Is In Critical Condition

"There was an accident on the way, and the doctor needs more time to make it here."

Finished.

Without hesitation. Seraphina headed straight to Orion's room. He lay on the bed, pale-faced, with beads. of sweat forming on his forehead. He really did seem feverish. She frowned. Could a simple fall cause such a serious fever?

Ken continued playing his part on the side.

"Ms. Cross, what should we do? Mr. Dros trusts you more than anyone. You can't leave him at a time like this."

She reached out. As soon as she touched Orion's forehead, a large hand clamped tightly around her wrist.

Orion's eyes opened, dark and deep, carrying a hint of weakness and hurt,

He looked vulnerable, confused even.

His grip tightened.

Seraphina couldn't pull away.

She frowned.

"Seraphina, you still care about me, don't you?"

His voice was hoarse, weak, and hopeful.

Seraphina looked at him calmly.

I'm only here out of common decency"

Orion's gaze turned dim. His lips pressed into a thin line.

Despite this, his expression slowly softened. "Fair enough. As long as you're here, I feel at ease."

At least he wouldn't have to consider the possible topics of conversation between her and Wilson.

He closed his eyes in time, concealing the flash of malice that passed through them.

No one noticed the wicked side of him.

Ken stood on the side with ice and towels, unsure of what to do.

"Ms. Cross, help cool him down a bit. He's burning up all over."

Seraphina nodded. She was about to stand up and let Ken take over, but he shoved everything into her hands.

"There was an accident with the doctor. I need to go pick him up myself; I can't delay this any further."

With that, he hurriedly left the room. Ken was afraid someone might call him back.

Seraphina frowned but said nothing.

Mr Dros Is In Critical Condition

Now, only the two of them remained in the room.

A quiet, soft atmosphere settled between them.

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Seraphina was completely unaware of the shift. She picked up an ice pack and examined it. "I'll handle this."