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Chapter Forty-Six: Out of Sorts
I can't focus on my work because my head feels like it's about to split due to sudden pain. Ever since Sir Alfred and I arrived at the company, I have been like a wilted vegetable. "Hey, are you okay?" he came closer to me when he noticed that my condition was not good. "To be honest...no. I'm not okay." He approached me and stroked my forehead. "Gosh, you had a fever, Scarlet!" "Huh? But I thought I was just having a headache and, besides, I felt very sleepy early." "Tss, and you haven't eaten your breakfast yet." Alfred's voice was full of concern. "I'm fine, Alfred. Don't worry about me. I'll just take some medicine and take a nap. I'm sure my fever will be gone too soon," I insisted. "No! You need some rest! I'd better just take you home." "I can't! Sir Lucas will be mad if I d
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