Why Is He Sick Again?

Kai hurriedly picks up Oakley's things and runs out of the set, his heart heavy and his face gloomy due to anxiety.

Even though the young master has been working hard to escape from that year, the young master didn't need to push himself this hard, did he…

Ring!

The sudden ringing tone jolts Kai from his thoughts. Kai lowers his head toward Oakley's bag. He unzips the bag and takes out Oakley's phone. His heart skips a beat when he sees that the caller is Albrey Hamilton.

Kai's back straightens, his eyes dart due to nervousness, and he gulps. After a few seconds of inner battling, Kai clears his throat and picks up the call.

“Wait for me at the mansion.” Albrey Hamilton’s cold and dark voice that leaves no room for rejection or hesitation transmits from the other end of the phone.

Even though Kai isn't in the same surroundings as Albrey, hearing Albrey's cold voice and the dark and cold aura exuding from the other end of the phone is enough to reveal Albrey's fury.

Kai inwardly thanks Oakley's luck for falling sick. He can’t imagine Oakley having to wait for Albrey in the mansion; clearly, Oakley will have been the one to bear the brunt of Albrey's fury.

Despite the thought coursing through Kai's mind, none of the emotions manage to slip out from his voice. “Young master Albrey, this is young master Oakley's assistant, Kai. The young master blacked out on set, and he's in the ambulance to the hospital.” Kai conveys the truth sincerely without hiding a bit.

Kai is afraid that if he doesn't explain well, Oakley will be the one to bear the brunt.

“What's wrong?” Albrey's voice immediately turns cold, and he stands up from the chair. Without taking a glance at the members in the room, he strides out of the meeting room.

The CEO, who is eagerly waiting for Albrey to sign the billion-dollar deals between the two companies, froze in shock when he sees Albrey's eyes turning cold and Albrey turning to leave without further words.

The CEO stares at Assistant Hugh nervously and breaks into a sweat. The two companies are already at the final phase of signing; what could’ve gone wrong?

Mr. Hitler shifts in his seat nervously. “Assistant Hugh, what's happening with the CEO? Is he not interested in our partnership anymore?” He conveys, his voice appearing more of a shaky whisper, sweat already shining on his forehead while wondering where the errors that deter Albrey can be.

Calmly, Assistant Hugh stands up and picks up the partnership document. “How can it be? Our boss is interested in your company, or he'll never have accepted this partnership. I'm sorry, Mr. Hitler, Boss has an urgent issue this time. Rest assured, I'll bring the contract to the boss, and the signed copy will be sent to your office tomorrow,” he conveys, his voice calm and professional.

Upon hearing Assistant Hugh’s assuring tone, Mr. Hitler unconsciously let out a breath of relief.

If it is spread that Albrey Hamilton cut off their partnership at the final stage, regardless of how much Mr. Hitler tries to explain himself, other companies will definitely evade him because they'll believe that if something isn't wrong with Mr. Hitler or his company, then Albrey Hamilton won't cancel their partnership at the final phase.

Mr. Hitler stands up and extends his hand for a handshake. “Thank you, assistant Hugh.”

Assistant Hugh indifferently strides out of the private room at a long and fast pace, but still, by the time Assistant Hugh steps out of the three-star Michelin restaurant, the boss's car has already disappeared.

Even without thinking, Assistant Hugh knows whose issue can make the young master act so urgently. It can only be Oakley.

Sigh!

Assistant Hugh only hopes that this time, something bad isn't related to Oakley.

After all, ever since Albrey Hamilton fought with the person earlier, he has returned to being in a cranky mood.

The weekly meeting that is held immediately after the boss leaves the set ends with all the higher-ups leaving with a heavy mood and reddened or tear-filled eyes.

And among four partnerships, two were broken just because the CEOs acted timidly in the raging Albrey Hamilton's presence.

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Albrey Hamilton's finger swiftly flies over the phone keyboard, his fingers inputting a certain number, which he dials immediately. “Send him to the VVIP.” He instructs, his voice very cold and stifling.

Albrey’s brows knitted, and his expression turned grim.

Earlier, when his hands fell on the person, the person seemed to be a bit hotter than usual, and if he recollected right, when Albrey stepped into the dressing room, Oakley had just placed down a bottle of the warm water and an ice pack.

Albrey Hamilton tugs at his tie as if the tightly knotted tie is choking and suffocating. His dark eyes flicker with an enigmatic glint that reveals none of his chaotic thoughts.

Immediately, his leg presses the gear, and the car swerves sharply, the car tires screeching, and the speed increases.

Even though Albrey Hamilton's driving skills already break the typical speed limit, his raging cold eyes and his spurning mind don't seem to care. After all, those little issues will be solved by Assistant Hugh.

The instant Albrey Hamilton arrives at the city's prestigious hotel; he parks the car in the parking lot and strides into the hospital at a long and fast pace.

Upon seeing Albrey, Klyce’s expression didn’t change a bit as if he already expected Albrey's arrival. Klyce tucks his hands in his white lab coat and strides toward Albrey Hamilton.

Klyce's calm and leisurely gaze lands on Albrey. “Calm down, he's only burning with fever, not serious…” His lips twitched, and his words came to a pause when frigid, dagger-like glares landed on him.

Suddenly, Kai’s expression changes and his whole demeanor becomes serious, knowing that Albrey is also among the reasons behind Oakley’s current admission. “Why is he sick again? Didn’t you call me to treat him two weeks ago when he fainted? Although he’s just a toy, you should ensure he takes care of his health.”

Kai’s lips pressed in a line, and his gaze became solemn. “I know actors tend to have bad health, but things have become more advanced, and fans don’t want their idols to have health issues. Among the list of actors I have diagnosed in the past, Oakley is among the ones with the most serious health issue.”

Kai paused and ruffled his hair before tucking his hand into his lab coat. “Two weeks ago when I diagnosed Oakley after he blacked out in your place, I thought his condition was bad enough. But right now…”

Klyce's expression turns solemn. “Not only does he suffer from insomnia, but he’s overworking, doesn’t eat well, is affected by stress, thinks too much, and he seems to have given up on himself.” He finalized