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    K’s stomach twisted. She had never anticipated things to escte to this point. Sadie had not onlye to the manor with her child, but now Isabel was actively seeking confirmation of his parentage.


    “Where is Mrs. Wall now?” K managed to keep her voice steady, masking the turmoil within.


    “She is in the garden, taking a walk,” the butler replied respectfully.


    “I see. You may carry on with your tasks.” With a small wave, K dismissed him.


    The butler gave a slight nod before returning to his duties.


    K remained where she stood, her eyes fixed on the abandoned toys. Had all her meticulous efforts been for nothing? If Isabel found out the boy was Noah’s, what leverage would she have left?


    Isabel had long desired a grandchild. The moment she confirmed Averi’s parentage, she would stop at nothing to ensure his ce in the Wall family.


    No. K clenched her fists. She couldn’t allow that to happen.


    Outside, the garden was in full bloom, the scent of fresh petals wafting through the air—yet it did nothing to calm her rising anxiety.


    Seated in a wicker chair, Isabel absent-mindedly twirled the bracelet on her wrist, her gaze distant, lost in thought. She didn’t even notice K’s presence. Stepping forward, K called gently, “Isabel.” There was no response.


    A bit louder this time, K tried again. “Isabel?”


    Atst, Isabel stirred from her thoughts, her expression vacant as she looked up. “Oh, K. I didn’t see you there.”


    K forced a pleasant expression. “Is something wrong? You seem troubled.”


    Isabel exhaled and rubbed her temples.


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    A twinge of unease gripped K. Carefully, she probed, “Is it because of… the boy?”


    Another weary sigh escaped Isabel’s lips. She wasn’t surprised K knew.


    Meeting K’s gaze directly, Isabel said firmly, “Let me be clear—if that child is my grandson, he will be brought back where he belongs. But don’t worry, K, you are still the one I’ve chosen for Noah. No one can take that from you.” She paused, then added, “When the timees, I’ll ensure Sadie leaves. She will bepensated well, but the boy will stay—and he will be raised by you.”


    A suffocating pressure gripped K’s chest, leaving her breathless.


    Raising Sadie’s child? Why?


    Her every action had been calcted to secure her ce as Noah’s wife, the future matriarch of the Wall family—not to be a guardian for someone else’s son!


    “Well…” K struggled to steady her voice, searching for the right words.


    But Isabel didn’t let her finish. “I know you have a kind heart, and I know how much you’ve longed for a child of your own. Just think of this as doing me a favor. I’m getting older, and all I want is to have a grandchild.”


    Swallowing her resentment, K forced a smile—one that felt more painful than any tears. “Of course. I’ll do as you ask.”


    Pleased, Isabel patted K’s hand. “That’s my girl. I knew you’d understand.” Lowering her gaze, K concealed the storm raging inside her. She would not surrender so easily.


    Stepping out of Wall Manor, she approached a ck Mercedes parked by the curb. The chauffeur promptly exited and opened the door. “Miss Wade.”


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