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Karina had no idea why the association would send her such a letter. The invitation at the end even encouraged her to visit them in person.

But instead of feeling flattered, her first thought was suspicion. Was this truly an act of goodwill, or was there something more behind it? Were they targeting her or perhaps Wilfred?

Yvette noticed Karina's lack of enthusiasm and tried to persuade her. "You're not planning to go? This is an invitation from the association! For newcomers like us, meeting any of those big names is practically impossible. "If you join, everything could change."

Karina shook her head firmly. "I'm not interested at the moment."

"But what about finding a mentor..."

"I'll figure something out," Karina replied calmly. "Thanks for your concern, but please don't try to convince me. I don't have a good impression of the association, and I won't be joining."

Her tone left no room for further discussion.

Yvette wanted Karina to join out of genuine concern, hoping it would help her career. But seeing Karina's determination, she decided not to press further.

Karina appreciated her understanding and it warmed her heart. But that lingering worry about the association stayed with her.

was scheduled to leave for Birkham tomorrow. Karina decided to visit his place to share her concerns, believing they could come up with a better solution together.

she froze in disbelief. "Sick? How is that possible? He was

someone like Wilfred-so composed and

and it's quite serious. This morning, we discovered he has acute gastroenteritis, and it caused

Karina's chest tightened. She

Wilfred as almost superhuman, forgetting he was, after all, just a regular person who could also

upset or sick.

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I don't recall him mentioning any issues like that. Did he eat something

rice with sausage. Oh, it must have been the sausage! His digestion is

stand still any longer. She quickly told the housekeeper, "I'm going upstairs to

you can't

as Karina was

Instead, he was seated at his desk, wearing glasses, engrossed in a book. He looked composed, almost

what was different. Normally, Wilfred would sense her presence from several feet away. Yet today she was nearly standing in front of him before he