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Chapter 111

The morning sun painted soft hues across Thibeult City as Adam, ever vigilant, approached Noah's room. The previous day had seen shared laughter and a newfound connection between them, but as he opened the door, a hushed silence replaced the usual liveliness that accompanied Noah.

Concern etched Adam's face as he observed Noah, who lay in bed, his small frame seemingly overwhelmed by the blankets. The vibrant energy that typically radiated from the young boy was replaced by a quiet stillness.

"Noah, how are you feeling?" Adam inquired gently, his voice conveying both care and worry.

Noah, eyes half-closed, weakly mumbled, "Mr. Alpha, my head hurts, and I feel really hot."

Adam's heart skipped a beat. Fever. Panic set in as he approached Noah's bedside. Swiftly retrieving a thermometer, Adam measured Noah's temperature, dread settling in as the numbers appeared on the screen—39 degrees.

The urgency in Adam's voice was palpable as he reached for his phone. Dialing Irene's number, he anx
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