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    “What ns? Anything you can’t possibly reschedule?”


    At that moment, Noah’s phone buzzed. He nced at the caller ID—”Sadie”—and read the iing text.


    “I’m cooking tonight. Will you be home for dinner?”


    The corners of his mouth betrayed him, curving into a subtle smile as he quickly typed back, “Yes.”


    cing the phone down, Noah met K’s gaze again, his expression unchanged.


    “Sorry, K, but tonight’s really not a good time.”


    K’splexion turned pale as she gripped her handbag, her nails digging painfully into her palm.


    Her effort to appear calm was in vain, her shaky voice betraying her. “Could it be… Sadie?”


    Noah simply gave a faint nod, confirming her suspicion without a word.


    K tried to stifle the overwhelming surge of emotions, rising to her feet with a forced smile. “I see.”


    As she turned around, her smile faded, reced by deep resentment. The sound of the office door mming echoed through the room with a sharp ng.


    Noah’s face remained stoic, his deep eyes reflecting an array of unspoken thoughts.


    The soft light from the phone screen cast a glow on Sadie’s face, revealing the turmoil within her.


    “Yes.”


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    That single word on the screen felt unexpectedly sharp. She kept staring at it, her emotions swirling inside her. Words failed to capture her feelings.


    Such a response from Noah was unexpected. After their harsh exchange in the morning, she had anticipated that he would ignore her for days, maybe even weeks.


    Considering the confrontation and wishing to avoid further confinement, Sadie had deliberated all day before deciding to diffuse the situation and sending that message.


    She tucked her phone into her bag and reached for her coat.


    “Nte, I need to handle something. I’ll leave the remaining tasks to you,” she said to Nte.


    Nte looked up, taken aback. “Oh? Sadie, it’s still early. Is there an emergency?”


    A fragile smile crossed Sadie’s lips. “Yes, it’s just something personal. Also, please monitor the progress on the Starlight G project.”


    “Understood, Sadie.” Nte, still somewhat confused, gave apliant nod.


    With that, Sadie exited the studio in a hurry.


    Throughout her journey home, she pondered the best way to approach Noah. Upon arriving at Myrtlewood Estate, Sadie paused to collect her thoughts before stepping inside.


    The living room was eerily silent. A maid bowed respectfully and said, “Wee home, Mrs. Wall.”


    Acknowledging her with a nod, Sadie proceeded to the kitchen to inspect it.


    Everything was in perfect order.


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