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    “Damn that bitch Sadie!” K hissed, clenching her teeth in rage. Her restlessness had her pacing the room relentlessly.


    Suddenly, the light from her phone pierced the tension in the room. A news alert shed on the screen—“Wall Group’s CEO Spotted at a Hospital Late at Night, Reportedly with an Unidentified Woman.” This news only soured K’s mood further. She snatched up her phone to inspect the news more closely.


    The photo was unclear, capturing just a man’s back, tall andmanding—clearly Noah. The woman beside him was indistinct, yet her slender figure sent a chill through K.


    “Could this be Sadie?” K froze, her breath hitching.


    A wave of difort overwhelmed her, tightening her chest with anxiety.


    K zoomed in on the image, scrutinizing the woman’s silhouette, the cut of her outfit, and the length of her hair. The longer she examined it, the more it looked like Sadie.


    “No way! That’s impossible!” she muttered, refusing to believe what she saw. Why would Noah be at the hospital with Sadie? What had transpired between them?


    No. She needed to find out herself!


    Jamming the brakes, K shoved open the car door, her stilettos clicking sharply against the pavement. She nearly lost her bnce but quickly steadied herself.


    She strode into the bustling downtown hospital.


    From afar, her eyes locked onto a familiar figure standing by the ICU entrance—Noah.


    He carried himself with his usual poise and grace, yet something about him feltpletely foreign to her.


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    Next to him stood Alex and… Sadie.


    K’s breath hitched.


    All three of them together? What was going on? How shameless Sadie could be? A wave of irritation surged through her. No, she couldn’t just storm over recklessly.


    Fishing apact from her purse, she flipped it open and meticulously applied powder to her face until it appeared deathly pale.


    Then, she ran a fingertip over her lipstick, smudging it slightly to give herself a frail, sickly look.


    Taking a slow, uneven breath, she staggered toward the ICU entrance, her movements deliberately weak.


    Reaching the group, she coughed softly twice, her body swaying as though she might copse.


    Noah turned, his brows knitting together at the sight of her.


    “K? What are you doing here?”


    Feigning shock, K covered her mouth. “Noah? You’re here too? I wasn’t feeling well, so I came to see a doctor.”


    She leaned against the wall, her gaze flitting among the three people as if puzzled by the situation.


    “So… what’s going on?” she asked, her toneced with curiosity.


    Alex, supporting Sadie, gave her a hard-to-read look but remained silent. Noah’s expression darkened as he nced toward the closed ICU door, his lips pressing into a firm line.


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