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    Noah stood outside the door, his expression dark and foreboding. Inside, Sadie pressed her back against the door, gradually sinking to the floor.


    She couldn’t bear the sight of Noah anymore.


    She resolved to shut out his words from now on.


    Tonight, Sadie was determined to escape through the window.


    She anticipated the moment eagerly.


    Her careful watching had revealed a securitypse around nine o’clock each evening during the guard shift change.


    It was an ideal opportunity.


    Inhaling deeply, Sadie sought to steady her nerves.


    She rose, approached the window, and quietly opened it slightly to survey the scene below.


    Meanwhile, Noah made his way to the dining room.


    The air was tense as Isabel and K sat at the table, their faces strained.


    Isabel set down her utensils sharply as Noah approached, her toneced with criticism. “Noah, if you’re divorcing, it’s time that troublemaker left. Why keep her around?”


    Her words cut through the air, tinged with resentment.


    Noah’s expression tightened, his impatience evident.


    “Mind your own affairs,” he retorted coldly, his voice carrying a warning edge.


    Isabel bristled at her son’s rebuff, her displeasure growing.


    “So, when are you nning to get engaged to K?” she asked, turning expectantly to K.


    Noah’s face immediately took on a sterner look, his eyes narrowing as he faced Isabel.


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    “When did I ever say I was going to get engaged to her?”


    K, perceiving the escting tension, stepped in with a reassuring smile. “Mrs. Wall, Noah just needs a little more time. We should pace ourselves.”


    Her tone was gentle, aiming to calm the charged room.


    Facing continuous rebuffs from her son, Isabel turned livid with anger, and she couldn’t contain her frustration any longer. “I’m done with both of you!”


    She rose sharply and exited the dining room in haste, leaving Noah and K behind in a tense and awkward silence.


    K extended a delicate hand to lightly grasp Noah’s sleeve, her touch grazing his wrist.


    Tears rimmed her eyes as she spoke in a tender voice, disying a touching vulnerability. “Noah, Mrs. Wall was just showing her care for you. Please don’t take her words to heart. We don’t have to rush this, okay?”


    Her eyes met Noah’s, filled with earnest emotion, pleading silently.


    Noah quietly pulled his arm away, irritation flickering in his nce. “I have no appetite,” he responded tersely, then turned and walked toward the stairs.


    K’s gaze lingered on his departing back, a flicker of reluctance in her eyes that she swiftly concealed.


    She quickened her pace to catch up, her smile seamlessly returning. “Since you’re not hungry, how about we try that new restaurant downtown? They serve excellent dishes.”


    She paused briefly, proposing with apparent nonchnce, “Why don’t we ask Sadie to join us? She hardly touched her lunch; she must be hungry.”


    Behind her friendly facade, K was plotting. She needed to keep Sadie from slipping away through the window.


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