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Yolanda nudged lan’s head-which was resting on her shoulder-and said, “Hey, quit fooling around,”

lan just grinned and held her tighter. “You broughtalong to meet him. Clearly, you trust the guy.”

Jason honestly couldn't care less about this kind of romantic ; the back-and-forth between couples bored

him stiff compared to those colorful stats flashing across his monitor.

He barely glanced at them before turning right back to his screen.

Yolanda thought for a moment and realized this trick could really work. Rumors fly around the stock market every

single day, and only the truly savvy know how to tell what's real from what's just noise. It's usually the

speculators who end up paying the price.

She instantly whipped out her phone and fired off messages to a few reporters she was familiar with.

Before long, headlines about Starlight pulling out of investments hit the top of the trending list.

As for who was backing out and what exactly they were ditching-nobody bothered digging any deeper.

Right now, any negative buzz about Starlight was pure feeding frenzy.

The stock price just kept crashing—it was nosediving like a rock.

lan, who'd been filming all day, was exhausted. He turned to Yolanda and muttered, “Yolanda, I'm really tired.”

Yolanda was focused on the screen in front of her, seriously asking Jason about the rows of data. When lan

interrupted, she sat up and pointed to the couch behind them. “Go lie down for a bit. Ill let you know when it’s

tto leave.”

lan really was that tired-his eyes were red and bloodshot. “Okay,” he replied softly.

He walked over to the sofa, leaned back, and fell asleep almost immediately.

As the night wore on and the temperature dropped, Yolanda asked a few more questions. Out of the corner of her

eye, she noticed lan wasn’t covered with a blanket. She turned to Jason and asked, “Do you have a light blanket

around here?”

Jason got up and went upstairs to grab one.

Yolanda took it from him and walked over to lan, who was still asleep with his eyes closed. She gently draped the

blanket over him.

She'd already checked with Simone-lan’s schedule was packed, and she'd even taken him to meet a few

directors to discuss his upcoming projects.

Yolanda felt guilty about it. She'd promised to be his manager and assistant, but ever since taking over Starlight,

she'd been swamped with work.

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Thanks to all the online lately, lan had started to get his nout there, but still didn’t have an assistant.

Rumor had it on set that he wasn’t treated like a big deal at his tiny agency. Yolanda figured a bunch of

companies were probably circling, hoping to snag him, and maybe shad already reached out to him behind

the scenes.

Zack's show was already halfway through its run, and lan’s Twitter followers had hit over thirteen million. But

without any major hits under his belt, his success felt like a house of cards-one wrong move, and it could all

ccrashing down.

She made sure the blanket was snug over him, then softly brushed his hair off his forehead.

lan barely cracked his eyes open, glanced at her, and smiled-probably thinking he was still dreaming. Then he

went right back to sleep.

He was really exhausted.

Yolanda thought to herself, ‘Once I've got Starlight completely in my grip, I'll just move lan’s contract over. My

tiny agency is justand Megan anyway, so merging with Starlight would be a breeze. I'll make him a superstar

with my own hands!’

She walked back over to Jason and pointed at the data again. “Is this about Sinclair Group?”

“Yeah, ever since Mr. Sinclair took over, the stock price has skyrocketed,” Jason replied.

Charles really was a force to be reckoned with in the business world.

Back when Jason was receiving death threats, Charles was the first to step in and sign him under Sinclair Group's

wing, giving him real protection. Since then, the Sinclair Group Legal Department has barely lost a case, and

Jason's position at the top has been absolutely unshakeable.

Just the settlement money Sinclair Group paid out every year was in the hundreds of millions. It was clear how

smart that decision had been.

‘Charles might be a total scumbag, but when it comes to business, he really knows what he’s doing,” Yolanda

thought to herself.

Yolanda was totally out of her depth when it cto all these market stats jumping up and down-she seriously

had a long way to go if she wanted to figure any of this out.

She kept firing off questions for a whole hour, and suddenly it was way past midnight—1 a.m. Even Jason, always

the serious type, couldn't help it; his head kept drooping as he started nodding off.

Yolanda realized she’d been way too impulsive coming over tonight and ended up messing with his rest.

“Alright, helpout with the trades when the market opens tomorrow morning. I'll owe you one! I'm heading

hnow, Jason,” Yolanda said.

Jason just murmured a quiet “Yeah” and kept his computer running. As he turned, he caught sight of rain falling

outside, the soft patter growing louder against the window.

Yolanda walked over to the sofa, about to wake lan up, but the moment her hand touched him, she realized

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he was burning up.

Is lan seriously running a fever? Yolanda thought.

“lan!” she called out.

She quickly turned to Jason, who was headed upstairs. “Jason, lan’s burning up. Do you have anything for a fever

here?”

Jason stopped mid-step, dug around for the first-aid kit, and cback with swarm water.

It felt kind of rude to just head off to bed now, so after thinking it over for a few seconds, he sat back down.

Yolanda couldn’t be bothered with Jason right now. She lightly tapped lan’s cheek. “Here, take this med.”

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lan, still half-asleep, blinked up at her, swallowed the pill right off her fingertips-and accidentally sucked on her

finger. The heat from his mouth made Yolanda nearly jerk her hand away, her heart skipping a beat.

She grabbed a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

lan got all docile when he was sick, just lying there quietly asleep. But he was burning up so much, you could

feel the heat coming off him just by sitting nearby-as if he'd turned into a human furnace.

It was pouring outside, so there was no way Yolanda could drag lan out in this weather.

“Jason, mind if we crash here for the night?” Yolanda asked.

Jason, still half-absorbed in stock data, snapped back and stood up. “Yeah, just make yourself at home. If you

need anything, call me. Goodnight.”

Yolanda nodded and gently rested her palm on lan’s forehead again.

Afraid he might be uncomfortable, she softly eased him down so his head could rest on her lap.

Leaning back against the couch, she closed her eyes.

By six in the morning, Yolanda stirred awake and reached out to feel lan’s forehead. He was still burning up- the

fever just wouldn't quit.

She gave him a gentle shake. “Hey lan, wake up,” she urged.

“Yolanda...” lan mumbled, still groggy.

“Already called Simone-you're off for the day,” Yolanda said softly. “I'll take you to the hospital in a bit.”

lan slowly sat up, eyes darting around the room, looking tense and on edge. For a moment, he was clearly

confused-where was he? But as soon as he realized where he was, the tension melted from his face, and he

finally let out a breath, feeling safe again.

Yolanda didn’t notice his wariness at all. With a quick tug, she pulled him to his feet, her tone brisk. “Let's go.

We're heading to the hospital.”

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lan just trailed after her in silence-not a single word, not even a playful tease like he usually would. ‘He must

really be feeling lousy... He'd never be this quiet, Yolanda thought, a bit worried.

Yolanda’s anxiety only grew. She fired off a rushed message to Jason on Whatand didn’t waste another

second-she grabbed lan and hurried straight for the hospital.

lan’s fever just wouldn't break-even by noon, he was still burning up. His lips were parched and starting to crack.

Yolanda soaked a cotton swab, then leaned in and carefully moistened his dry lips.

Just then, a familiar voice drifted in from the hallway-it was May.

Ever since Renee had been sent to the rehab center, May had been sick. She'd checked into the hospital

yesterday evening, and guess what? Her room was right next door.

Standing beside May was Yolanda’s mom, Linda. Linda was putting on her nicest attitude, trying to win May over.

“I heard you were sick, so | rushed over right away. Where's Yolanda? Why isn’t she here taking care of you?”

May let out a cold laugh, but when she spotted the pile of gifts Linda had brought-jewelry worth millions- her

expression softened a bit.

“Oh, | wouldn't dare bother her. Last t| asked her to look after Renee, she gavesuch attitude about it,”

May replied.

May really didn’t bother to spare Linda's feelings-just left her completely out in the cold.

Linda looked a bit awkward for a second, but quickly tried to patch things up with a few nice words before the

two of them went into the room next door.

Not long after, Yolanda’s phone buzzed-it was Linda calling.

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