After a few days, Andrew was finally discharged from the hospital. Back at the mansion, he felt a mix of relief and amusement as Patrick rushed to check on him every few minutes. When a familiar knock echoed at the door, Andrew couldn’t help but smile—it was Patrick again.“I’m fine, Patrick! You can stop hovering over me,” he said, stifling a laugh. It struck him as funny; only babies got this kind of treatment.“Does he really think I’m a child?” Andrew mused to himself, a chuckle escaping his lips.“No, young master, I’m here with something urgent. You’ll definitely want to hear this,” Patrick called from outside, his voice tinged with excitement.“Alright, come in,” Andrew replied, curiosity piqued. Patrick entered with a radiant smile, his enthusiasm almost contagious.“What couldn’t wait, Patrick? I’m trying to catch my breath here,” Andrew said gently, though his interest was clearly growing.“It’s about the company,” Patrick announced, and Andrew’s heart raced. This was incred
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