The guard didn't have any other options left, so he dialed Clara's number. Clara was right in the middle of sorting through some Dawson family project files when she noticed the notification on her screen. After pondering for a moment, she decided to pick up.
"What's up?" she asked.
"Ms. Clara, it seems like Mr. Lee's not doing so well mentally."
Clara frowned, shoving the papers aside. "What's going on with him?"
The guard, assuming Sarah was indeed sent by Clara, skipped mentioning her name.
"He just really wants to see you."
Clara took a deep breath. "Let him hang in there; he needs to learn from this." She figured he hadn't been involved for long, and with enough determination, he'd bounce back.
The guard glanced at the tightly shut door and sighed. "If you can, Ms. Clara, you should drop by. He is your brother, after all."
Clara rubbed her temples. "I'll come by later this afternoon."
She quickly wrapped up the files she was working on and was about to head out when her phone buzzed—it was Cole.
"Ms. Bradford, there's an issue with Justin. He hasn't been answering my calls since yesterday afternoon."
Clara swiftly changed course, deciding to check on Justin at Center College first. When she knocked on his dorm room, she found out he was running a fever.
Standing by his bed, Clara lightly touched his forehead and opened the door to the balcony to let in some air. "You're this sick and didn't let your roommates help out?"
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