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    Noah’s expression grew darker, his eyes narrowing.


    He issued a stern directive. “From now on, I don’t want to see any of these individuals in thepany.”


    “Mr. Wall…” The men attempted to interject, but the stern look in Noah’s eyes quelled any further pleas.


    “The finance department will handle your settlements,” he stated dismissively before turning and striding away.


    Jordyn watched his retreating figure, releasing a relieved sigh. But then a thought struck her. Sadie was once Noah’s secretary. His evident concern seemed unusual. Why would he care so much? Suddenly, Jordyn remembered a rumor she had once heard—that Sadie had been involved with Noah. Could there be any truth to that?


    Meanwhile, Noah got into his car and pulled out his phone to dial Sadie’s number.


    “Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavable…”


    Frustrated, Noah tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and mmed his hand against the steering wheel.


    That damn woman!


    The image of Sadie’s pale, distressed face lingered in his mind.


    Inside the car, the air conditioning sted cold air, yet it failed to cool the heat radiating from Sadie’s feverish body. She shifted ufortably, her mind wavering between confusion and moments of rity. The world outside blurred past her.


    Only the image of that chiseled face—sometimes sharp, sometimes fading into obscurity—dominated her fevered thoughts.


    “Noah… it’s so hot…” Sadie murmured, fumbling with her shirt, struggling unsessfully to loosen it.


    Her fingertips identally brushed against warm skin, a sensation both unfamiliar andforting.


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    Alex gripped the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles whitening with the effort. He forced his gaze to remain fixed on the road ahead, though the rapidly passing scenery seemed to stand still. The heat of Sadie’s breath filled the confined space of the car, intensifying the tension that already strained his nerves.


    A tumult of emotions swirled within Alex. He felt deep pity for Sadie’s plight, yet he couldn’t deny the burgeoning feelings he harbored for her.


    “Noah… water…” Sadie’s voice was soft, weak, almost affectionate. Alex’s heart skipped a beat, as he realized that in her delirium, Sadie mistook him for Noah.


    Taking a deep breath topose himself, Alex spoke with deliberate calmness. “Sadie, hold on. I’m taking you to the hospital right now.”


    But Sadie seemed not to hear him. She attempted to move closer, continuously murmuring Noah’s name.


    Her flushed cheek rested against Alex’s arm, her skin scorching where it touched him.


    Alex’s breathing hastened, as he felt a heat rising within him, threatening to overwhelm his senses.


    He clenched his jaw, determined to maintain hisposure. He knew he couldn’t exploit Sadie’s vulnerable state. He couldn’t betray the trust she ced in him, even in her delirium.


    He sped up, driving directly to the nearest hospital.


    The hospital’s emergency room was brightly lit, bustling with activity. Alex carried Sadie in his arms, hurrying her into the examination room. The medical team quickly sprang into action, assessing her condition.


    “She’s been drugged,” one of the doctors announced gravely.


    Alex’s expression turned grim immediately. His fists clenched tightly, knuckles whitening with rage. He silently vowed retribution for whoever was responsible for harming Sadie.


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