The guard, seeing no other way, finally called Grace.

Grace was buried in paperwork for the project with Yule Group. When she saw the contact name flash on the screen, she hesitated momentarily before answering.

"What is it?"

"Ms. Lambert, something's off with Mr. Lambert. His mental state doesn't seem good."

Grace frowned and pushed the files aside. "What happened?"

Still believing Andrea was someone Grace had personally sent, the guard didn't mention her.

"He just... keeps saying he wants to see you."

Grace exhaled slowly, her voice steady. "Let him tough it out. He needs to remember this lesson."

Liam hadn't been hooked for long—as long as he had the will, he could still recover.

The guard glanced at the tightly shut door, sighing helplessly.

Lambert, if you have time... maybe you should come by. He's

her forehead. "I'll

quickly and was just about to leave when her phone rang again. It was

Lambert, we might have a problem. I haven't been able

immediately switched course, turning her car

knocked on Jasper's room door and entered, where she found

by his bed, then quickly opened the sliding

burning up. Why didn't you tell

batted her hand away, his voice hoarse. "No need for you to

hard several times after he

a prickly little

from the

guilty when she thought back to how Liam

dragged the whole class into isolating him,

at the university level, where people

she headed to the campus

ran into Jasper's roommates in

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