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    She had already set the hacker on standby, just waiting for the right moment to deal with Sadie.


    Her ns were too important to be abandoned now.


    Noah paused, her suggestion catching his attention as he furrowed his brows slightly.


    “Why wasn’t she eating?” he asked, his voice tinged with both curiosity and a subtle concern that was almost unnoticeable.


    “Perhaps she finds the food at home too nd. I’ve read that people who aren’t feeling well sometimes prefer stronger vors,” K exined, her voice infused with a hint of concern that suggested genuine care for Sadie’s well-being.


    Gracefully, she moved toward the staircase.


    “I’ll go see how Sadie is doing.” Casually throwing the remark behind her, K ascended the stairs, leaving Noah to ponder alone.


    Internally, K grinned. She was eager to see how Sadie would try to get away this time.


    Arriving at Sadie’s door, she confidently raised her hand and knocked decisively.


    “Knock. Knock. Knock.”


    Her knocking was persistent and forceful.


    “Sadie? Sadie!” she called, her voice growing louder and infused with urgency as she knocked.


    In her room, Sadie scowled with irritation. What was K nning this time?


    As K’s knocks echoed, Sadie’s stress escted.


    “Knock. Knock. Knock.”


    The knocks intensified, echoing louder through the room.


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    Unable to bear the incessant knocking, Sadie quickly stood, marched to the door, and flung it open.


    “What is it you want?”


    Her tone was cold, her stare piercing, as though she could see right through K.


    Taken aback by Sadie’s vehement reaction, K momentarily stepped backward.


    However, she swiftly regained herposure, her smile returning.


    “Sadie, are you alright? Why were you taking so long to answer?” K’s voice wasced with concern, her eyes twinkling with a hint of smug satisfaction.


    Sadie responded with a cold re, remaining silent.


    At that moment, Noah appeared.


    He caught sight of Sadie by the door, her expression tense and her eyes steely, which deepened his concern.


    “What’s happening here?” he inquired, stepping closer to Sadie with evident worry.


    Ignoring Noah, Sadie directed her cold tone at K, asking, “What is it that you really want?”


    K maintained a feigned look of concern. “I’m just concerned about you, Sadie. You skipped lunch, and I thought I’d check on you.” She added, “Mrs. Wall suggested that those feeling unwell might prefer spicier, more acidic foods to stimte their appetite, given the ndness of our meals.”


    Noah’s expression darkened slightly. He firmly said to Sadie, “Go and eat.”


    He reached for her arm, intending to guide her downstairs.


    Sadie swiftly pulled her arm away and responded coldly, “I’m not going.”


    Noah lost his temper, his demeanor turning cold as he picked Sadie up in his arms and decisively carried her downstairs.


    “Let me go!” Sadie fought back with all her might.


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