?Chapter 387:


    “Good evening, Mrs. Wall,” the staff member said, his tone deferential. “This bead string was consigned by our boss.”


    “Your boss?” Sadie pressed on. “Could you give me their contact information? I’d like to speak with them.”


    The staff member pulled a business card from his pocket and handed it to Sadie. “This is our boss’s private number. Feel free to contact him directly.”


    Sadie took the card, offered her thanks, and dialed the number immediately.


    “Hello, who…”


    “This is Sadie Hudson,” Sadie responded crisply. “I’m inquiring about the origins of the bead string from today’s auction.”


    A pause hung on the line before a deep male voice answered, “I’m aware of who you are, Mrs. Wall. We should discuss the bead string in person.”


    “Alright,” Sadie agreed promptly. “You set the time and ce.”


    The man provided an address and time, which Sadie noted carefully. After the call ended, the slight quickening of her pulse betrayed Sadie’s anticipation.


    She secured the business card in her purse.


    As she was about to leave the auction venue, a sharp voice halted her. “Well, if it isn’t the renowned designer, Sadie?”


    Sadie stopped, recognizing the voice instantly.


    It was Vivi.


    Turning slowly, Sadie fixed a steady gaze on her.


    “Do you need something?” Her tone was cool, indicating her disinterest in any conversation.


    Vivi stepped closer with a sneer, her eyes scanning Sadie provocatively. “So, you think you’ve made it big now that you are married to Noah? Remember, you’re just a…”


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    “Miss Quinn,” Sadie cut her off firmly. “You seem to be confused. It’s not about who I am. The point is, you’re blocking my way.”


    Vivi, taken aback by Sadie’s assertive response, flushed with anger. “What are you implying? Who do you think you are? Noah’s wife? Ha! Do you really believe he loves you? He’s just using you.


    Do you honestly think you can take K’s ce in Noah’s heart?”


    Sadie’s gaze turned icy as she tightened her grip on her bag.


    “What goes on between Noah and myself is not your concern, just as K’s affairs are her own,” she dered with resolve.


    “Keep up the facade!” Vivi sneered. “Do you really think that string of beads means anything? It’s worthless! You’ll never possess what K does!”


    A shadow crossed Sadie’s eyes, yet her lips curled into a mocking smile.


    “Worthless? Miss Quinn, your familiarity with the items K owns is curious. It’s almost as if…” Sadie paused deliberately, her eyes locked on Vivi’s, which stiffened. After a moment, she concluded, “You’re K’s spokesperson.”


    Color rose in Vivi’s cheeks, then drained away as though Sadie’s words had struck deep.


    “You’re talking nonsense! I’m not involved with K!”


    “Really?” Sadie raised an eyebrow. “You’ve been bringing up K repeatedly since we started talking. Are you trying to defend her, or to chase after Noah?” Sadie let the question hang in the air, giving Vivi a meaningful nce before she moved to step past her.


    Vivi, visibly shaken by the insinuation that touched on her hidden secret, reacted sharply.


    “Stop right there!” She reached out, seizing Sadie’s arm. “What right do you have to make such usations?”


    Sadie wrenched her arm away, her expression steely. “Miss Quinn, it’s not for you to decide if I have the right. But your continual provocations—do you really believe they will go unanswered?”


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