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    Confusion flickered at the back of her mind. Wasn’t K in Slimron? Noah should be spending his time with her, shouldn’t he? Why would hee back?


    Sadie bit her lower lip, her emotions all over the ce.


    “I see,” she muttered somewhat absentmindedly.


    Downstairs, Averi’s cheerfulughter rang out, apanied by the gentle, loving coos from Laura.


    The sound did nothing to ease the confusion in Sadie’s heart, though.


    “Mommy!” Averi eximed as he broke free from Laura’s embrace and came hurtling toward Sadie.


    “Good morning, sweetheart.” Sadie mustered a smile and ruffled her son’s hair. After breakfast, Sadie drove to her studio. Her mind was still a tangled mess, even during the drive.


    Noah’s actions left her lost and confused.


    Just what on earth was that man thinking?


    As soon as she settled behind her desk, Sadie immediately buried herself in work, just to escape her burgeoning thoughts.


    Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow on the antique mahogany furniture of Wall Manor. A subtle hint of sandalwood permeated the air.


    K sat gracefully on the sofa in her cream-colored pantsuit, a cup of coffee in her hand as she engaged in pleasant conversation with Isabel.


    “You’ve been looking much better recently, Isabel. The tonics are doing wonders on you,” K remarked softly.


    Isabel patted K’s hand, her eyes filled with affection. “You’re always so considerate. You know exactly what I like. If only Noah were as attentive as you. I’ve been hearing a lot of rumors these past few days. How could Noah send you to Slimron?”


    K smiled slightly, but her mind was already making devious calctions. Isabel hadn’t said a single word when she was practically banished to Slimron, yet here she was, looking all worried and concerned.


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    “Noah is busy with work. He’s doing it for the sake of the Wall family, so I hope you can spare him some understanding.”


    “That boy works too hard,” Isabel said with a sigh. “I was just about to go out, by the way. Why don’t you keep mepany, K?”


    “Oh?” K put her cup down. “Where are you going?”


    Isabel hesitated for a moment before saying, “The paternity test results for Noah and that child are out. I’m nning to go and get the report.”


    “Paternity test?” K was visibly taken aback, and a keen sense of foreboding rose in her heart. Still, she maintained herposure. “You haven’t fully recovered yet, Isabel. Why don’t I go and get it for you?”


    Isabel thought about it for a moment. She saw no harm in K’s offer; if anything, it made sense. “All right, if you’re sure it’s not too much trouble. Be careful at the hospital, K. It’s usually crowded this time of the day.”


    “Don’t worry, Isabel. I’ll be careful.”


    K got the address from Isabel, her suspicions now running wild.


    Before she left, Isabel retrieved a thermos from the kitchen. “I made this soup for Noah. Can you swing by thepany and give it to him on your way?”


    “Of course.” K took the thermos, struggling to keep her smile from faltering.


    Isabel nodded in satisfaction and saw her off at the door.


    In her mind, K was the ideal daughter-inw. The young woman was gentle, cultured, and very considerate—a stark contrast to Sadie’s apparentck of refinement. K exited Wall Manor and got into her car, her smile giving way to a grim expression.


    A paternity test report…


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