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    With her patience wearing thin, Sadie brushed past K, barely acknowledging her presence.


    “Sadie!” K’s voice,ced with urgency and a tremor of panic, halted her.


    Sadie stopped dead in her tracks but didn’t turn to face K.


    “Y—you’re pregnant?” K stammered, her voice a mix of disbelief and fear.


    At that moment, a cold dread washed over Sadie, her heart plunging into an abyss of worry.


    Under K’s icy re, a shiver skittered down Sadie’s spine, her posture rigid with unease.


    “What does that have to do with you?” she demanded, her voice edged with defensiveness.


    Sadie instinctively wrapped her arms around her stomach, a protective gesture that didn’t go unnoticed.


    “Then why haven’t you told Noah you’re pregnant?” K snapped, her fingers mping around Sadie’s wrist with a force that bordered on painful, her nails threatening to break skin.


    “Let me guess—you’re going to have the baby behind his back and then shove them in his face to ckmail him?” she went on, pure contemptcing her words.


    The sharp pinch forced a grimace onto Sadie’s face as she wrenched her arm free, her scorn palpable. “Do you think I’m as desperate as you? Clinging to Noah by any deceitful means necessary?” Sadie retorted, her disdain for K’s touch evident in her shudder of revulsion.


    K, momentarily unbnced by the force, steadied herself and sneered. “Pathetic. You actually believe having his child will keep Noah by your side? If he couldn’t care less about you now, what makes you think he’ll give a damn about that baby?”


    She paused, her voice dropping colder with each word. “If you’re hoping this baby will boost your standing, you’re living in a fantasy. A man of Noah’s caliber could father countless heirs if he chose.” With a mockingugh, Sadie shot back, “Then I sincerely wish you luck in bearing Noah’s child soon!”


    With a final, dismissive nce at K, Sadie turned around and strode away.


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    All she wanted now was to get that letter and put an end to this nightmare once and for all.


    K watched, her chest burning with pure rage as Sadie’s silhouette faded into the distance.


    The sting of Sadie’s parting words lingered, as sharp and sudden as a p across her face.


    Noah hadn’t evenid a damn finger on her—not even once! What would happen if Noah found out that Sadie was carrying his child?


    The mere possibility made her shiver, her mind refusing to ept the oue.


    Despite trying to convince herself otherwise, K knew in her heart that Noah harbored feelings for Sadie.


    His fleeting looks and subtle, unconscious gestures were undeniable—silent testaments to his care.


    No, this child had no ce in this world—they had to be dealt with. K’s resolve hardened, and she sprinted after Sadie, her decision crystallizing with every step.


    She scanned her surroundings in panic, only to catch a glimpse of a self-driving car pulling away from the curb.


    Sadie’s voice, distant and icy, floated back to her. “Take me to Everhart Gardens.”


    Everhart Gardens. Of course. That was where Laura, Sadie’s grandmother, resided.


    A memory shed in K’s mind: the hushed tones of a conversation she had overheard between Sadie and Laura.


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