Chapitre 62: A Perfectly Executed Plan

"Olivia!" Stella's voice wavered with panic as she rushed to her daughter, who lay sprawled on the floor, her face a ghostly shade of pale. "My precious girl!"

Attendants swarmed around, fanning Olivia as Stella cradled her head in her hands, her fingers trembling. "Someone, fetch the doctor!" she barked, a frenzied edge in her voice.

Adam had just left his study when the commotion reached him, his steps quickening as he spotted a servant hurrying past. "What's going on?" he demanded, his tone hard.

The servant bowed her head. "It's Miss Olivia, sir. She fainted."

Adam's brows knitted in concern. "Where is she? Has anyone called the doctor?"

"She's in her room now, sir, and the doctor is on his way."