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    Inside, Eva lounged on the sofa in a silk robe as vibrant as her personality.


    Withzy elegance, she swirled the amber liquid in her wine ss, watching Sadie approach with a glint of amusement. “Well, well, well. Look who is here—our star designer.”


    Setting down her ss, Eva took the folder from Sadie’s hands, her eyes flickering over the exhausted woman before her.


    “What have you done to yourself these past few days?” Eva clicked her tongue. “Honestly, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think Mr. Wall was mistreating you.”


    Sadie let out a faint, weary smile—one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Ms. Shaw, Mr. Wall and I have nothing to do with each other.”


    Eva said nothing at first, leisurely flipping through the pages, her slender fingers tapping against the paper now and then.


    The room was silent, save for the soft rustling of sheets as she took her time examining the designs.


    Sadie stood motionless, palms slightly damp, watching every flicker of Eva’s expression, every subtle movement.


    “Elegant. Fresh.” Eva nced up, a glimmer of approval in her eyes. “Like the first bloom of spring.” She closed the folder with a satisfied hum. “You’ve outdone yourself, Sadie. These designs are breathtaking—exactly what this year’s Starlight G needs.”


    Then Eva’s lips curled into a smirk. “Let’s move forward with this.”


    Relief crashed over Sadie, tension melting from her shoulders.


    “Thank you, Ms. Shaw,” Sadie said, her voice steady with gratitude. “I’ll ensure everything is wless.”


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    Eva rose gracefully and stepped closer, resting her hand on Sadie’s shoulder.


    “I never doubted you,” she said, her voice smooth as silk. “Keep it up. I expect great things from you.”


    Then, with a knowing smile, she added, “But do try to take better care of yourself. A woman should never let work rob her of her glow.” She lifted her wine ss, taking anguid sip, her gaze drifting toward the window, as if lost in thought.


    Sadie stepped out of the estate, her heart lighter than when she arrived. But just as she reached her car, a sharp, mocking voice sliced through the air.


    “Well, well… look who it is. What are you doing here? Taking a scenic stroll?”


    Sadie stilled, her expression cooling as she turned toward the voice. Not far away, K stood with a folder tucked under her arm, a smug smirk ying on her lips.


    d in a perfectly tailored business suit that entuated her figure, she might have looked poised and elegant—if not for the malice darkening her expression.


    Sadie’s brows furrowed slightly. She was puzzled by K’s persistent hostility. She had already stepped aside from Noah’s life. What more did K want?


    Maintaining herposure, Sadie asked coolly, “Miss Wade, is there something you need?”


    K scoffed, closing the distance between them, her gaze sharp with provocation.


    “Some people are so self-absorbed,” she said with a sneer. “Poor Alex—he’s given everything, only to end up saving an ungrateful bastard.” With that, K swept past Sadie, head held high, her heels clicking against the pavement as she strode toward the estate.


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