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bAs /bthe bcrowd /bdispersed, Olivia noticed the little girl she’d saved standing quietly to the side, watching her with wide beyes/b. She wasn’t crying or fussing. Instead, she just observed, sweet bas /bba /bbutton.

Olivia crouched down to her blevel /band gently ruffled her hair. “You feeling alright?”

The girl shook her head, then surprised Olivia by sping her hand. “Are you a fairy?”

Oliviaughed, “Nob, /bsweetheart. I’m just Olivia. I know a little about medicine, and that’s all.”

The girl, Jenny Shea, apparently blinked up at her with those big, earnest beyes/b. “Thank you for saving me, Olivia. I’m Jenny. That meandy almost killed me.” She stuck her tongue out at Natalie, still immobilized on the ground.

“Where’s your family, Jenny?” Olivia asked.

Jenny pointed toward Orion Tower. “In there.”

Orion Tower. That exined a few things. The people who lived there were wealthy and powerful. This kid’s family was clearly no exception.

“Don’t run off alone again, okay?” Olivia kept her voice gentle, though she wasn’t usually one for patience. Strangely, something about this child tugged at her.

She checked her watch and found her next house call wasing up. Slinging her medicine bag over her shoulder, she added, “And with your condition, you should never go out without a bodyguard.”

As Olivia turned to leave, Jenny suddenly wrapped her arms around her waist in a tight hug, staring up at her with silent determination. When Olivia took a step, the child followed like a shadow.

With a soft sigh, Olivia crouched down to Jenny’s level. “Still not feeling well?” she asked gently.

Jenny shook her head, then surprised her with an unexpected question in that sweet, childish voice. “Olivia, do you have a boyfriend?”

Olivia blinked. “No, I don’t,” she answered honestly.

Jenny immediately brightened, nting her hands on her hips with triumphant confidence. “Then you should marry my brother Andrew. He’s kinda serious, but super handsome and rich. You’d be really proud to be seen with him.”

Olivia couldn’t help butugh, booping Jenny’s nose yfully. “That’s sweet, but I’m not looking to date anyone right nowb./bb” /b

“But you have to at least meet him,” Jenny insisted, her tiny face scrunched in determination. “He’s seriously hot. Not satisfied? Juste to me.” She spoke with absolute conviction about her brother’s appeal.

Amused, Olivia tilted her head. “You’re really pushing for this matchmaking, huh? Does your brother treat you poorly?”

“No, Andrew’s wonderful to me and our family,” Jenny said, her expression softening before turning worried. “But he works too hard and gets sick a lot. Everyone wants him to find someone who can take care of him.”

She looked up at Olivia with hopeful eyes and continued, “You’re so pretty and such a good doctor. You must have lots of suitors. I’m bjust /bgetting Andrew in line early.”

Olivia smiled and pulled out a homemade candy from her bag. “You should rest now. You’re still recovering,” she said, offering the treatb. /b

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Jenny obediently bepted /bit and then suddenly put on her best pitiful expressionb, /bbatting her beyshes/bb. /bb“/bOliviab… /bcan you

bfeed /bit to me?”

At that moment, Ethan arrived searching for Jenny, only to bfreeze /bat the unexpected scene.

Jenny, who normally sinks her teeth into anyone daring to touch herb, /bbis /bnot only allowing physical contact but being hand- fed candy? And by Oliviab, /bof all people? She’s bjust /bpublicly disowned by the Sherman family!‘ he thought.

His beyes /bnarrowed briefly before he smoothed his expression and approached. While everyone in their bcircle /bbknew /babout Olivia’s disgraceb, /bshe wouldn’t recognize a mere assistant like him.

b“/bJenny,” he called out, injecting just the right note of relieved exasperation. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in? bBoss’s /bbeen-”

“I’m not going.” Jenny clung to Olivia’s leg, chin jutting defiantly. “Olivia saved me. I’m staying with her.”

Ethan offered Olivia a respectful nod. “We’re grateful, Missb.” /b

Olivia’s gaze sliced through him like winter wind. “Jenny already expressed her thanks.”

The intensity of her stare made Ethan shift ufortably. He turned back to Jenny with pleading eyes. “Please, Jenny. Boss skipped his medication when he heard you were missing. He came out here himself—”

Jenny’s head whipped around. She didn’t expect Andrew to look for her personally.

Following her gaze, Olivia noticed the figure standing in the shadows of Orion Tower’s entrance. Even at this distance, the manmanded attention. His tailored suit hugged broad shoulders, every button fastened with military precision.

Olivia couldn’t see his face clearly. Yet something about his posture–the slight stiffness in his spine and the way he avoided. direct sunlight–spoke of chronic illness to Olivia’s trained eye. The sort of patient who’d spent years battling his own body.

Ethan was practically wringing his hands now. “He won’t take his pills until he sees you’re safe. Please?”

Jenny hesitated only a second before squeezing Olivia’s fingers. “Wait right here. I’ll be super quick.”

Olivia nodded. Jenny took off running toward the shadowed figure, leaving Olivia alone with Ethan.

Ethan held out a card, his tone polite but measured. “Thank you for helping Jenny. Please ept this.”

Olivia didn’t take it. Instead, she arched a brow, a on her lips. “You seem to know who I am. In a hurry to

cut tiesb?/bb” /b

t smirk yin

“I’m just an bassistant/b. Why iwould /iI know you, Ms.

Sherman ble

and just as intense as Andrew’s.

bA /bchill ran down Ethan’s spine. The pressure radiating off her was unmistakable

much.

The words slipped out before he could stop them. He’d said too

“Rx, I get the message. I’m not sticking around. Do me a favor, though. Wait five minutes before telling her I’m gone,” Olivia said. Then she sped off on her scooter and left.

Ethan exhaled in relief. Thest thing he needed was Olivia dragging the Shea family into something bmessy/b. They had a reputation for staying neutral. No alliances, no unnecessary drama.

Under the bright midday sun, Olivia adjusted her headphones, her ponytail swaying bas /bshe rode away. Her posture was straight, confident, leaving nothing but the faint hum of the engine behind.

From the doorway, Andrew caught only a fleeting glimpse of her before she disappeared. He crouched downb, /bgently

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pinching Jenny’s cheek. “bWas /bthat the one who saved you?”

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b“/bYeah, Olivia’s the best.” Jenny tugged at his sleeve, spinning around in search of her. “Hey, where’d she go? Ethan?”

Ethan hurried over, dropping into a nervous crouch. “Yes, Ms. Shea?”

“Olivia promised to wait for me.” Jenny’s expression darkened, her voice turning stern. “Did you scare her off? She’s gonna be with Andrew. How dare you!”

“It wasn’t me, I bswear-/b” Ethan’s hands trembled. He didn’t think he’d done a thing.

In all of Kingtonelle, nobody dared cross this little firecracker. At just five years old, Jenny Shea was sharp as a tack and twice as ruthless when crossed. She had Andrew’s cunning, his temper, and his knack for ying the victim when it suited her.

The only person who could rein her in bwas /bAndrew himself–everyone else walked on eggshells around her. And yet, for some reason, she’d taken an instant liking to Olivia.

“She was just disowned by the Sherman family,” Ethan admitted carefully. “I was only being cautious. But honestly, she left on her own. I didn’t—”