Genius Kids' Scheme Claiming Daddy's Billionaire Empire novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Adam’s expression softened slightly at her concern, a barely perceptible change that most would miss. Got it,‘ he replied, already reopening his laptop before she even turned around.

Seeing the lost cause before her, Irene slipped out without another word, though the lingering warmth of that shared glance followed her down the hall.

Hours later, sharp knocking yanked Irene from a dead sleep..

“Dr. Sterling! Dr. Sterling!” Panic edged the voice hammering at her door.

She bolted upright, momentarily disoriented before her mind cleared The knocking grew more frantic.

“Dr. Sterling!” Thomas’s voice cracked with anxiety.

Irene threw on a robe and rushed to the door. “What’s happened?” she asked, finding Thomas white–faced in the hallway.

Her hair stuck out at odd angles, and sleep roughened her voice, stripping away its usual edge.

“Boss has a fever, Thomas blurted, shifting nervously from foot to foot.

Irene’s expression darkened instantly. She was already moving toward Adam’s room, brain kicking into gear. Where did this come

from?

Thomas hurried alongside, hands fidgeting nervously. “He did everything right, I swear. Warm clothes, hot drink, early night. His temperature was fine at bedtime.”

At Adam’s bedside, Irene’s professional mask slipped into place. Adam looked washed out, his usual intensity dimmed to a flicker.

“My room. Medical kit on the table,” she directed calmly. “Pillbox inside. Third compartment from left. Two tablets.”

“On it,” Thomas spun and bolted.

While waiting, Irene studied Adam silently, her trained eyes cataloging symptoms.

“Mad at me?” Adam croaked suddenly, eyes cracking open.

“Not your fault,” Irene said evenly, her tone softer than previous times he’d neglected her advice.

Thomas returned, slightly breathless, with pills and water.

“Warning: these taste like garbage. Don’t spit them out,” Irene said as she slipped the pills into Adam’s mouth, then helped him sit up enough to drink.

Adam winced at the bitterness, his usual strength nowhere to be found. Even holding the glass seemed to drain him.

“Lie him back down,” Irene instructed after he swallowed.

Thomas eased his os back against the pillows with surprising gentleness.

“Get some sleep, Irene told Thomas. “You’ve got work tomorrow. If you collapse too, my rates double.” Her joke barely masked the

kindness underneath.

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She knew Thomas juggled both Adam’s personal care and companyes, Ite needed rest.

Thomas nodded gratefully. “Just next door if you need anything.”

By the time he finished speaking, Adam had already drifted off again

After another temperature check, trene went with the basics. She filed a bowl with ice water and grabbed some clean towels, soaking one before wringing it out and laying it across Adam’s burning forehead. She repeated this process fmechanically, occasionally testing his temperature with the back of her hand.

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