?Chapter 459:


    “Nte, don’t cry. Take your time. No matter what’s happened, I’m here for you,” Sadie reassured her, gently patting her back.


    Her words seemed tofort Nte a little.


    “Sadie…” Nte finally said, her voice still raspy. “I’m sorry…”


    Sadie’s heart jolted.


    An hourter, K lounged in her luxurious vi, sipping red wine. She wore a silk robe, her wless skin and long legs enhancing her allure.


    “Ding…” The chime of a text message interrupted the silence. K ced her wine ss on the table, grabbed her phone, and nced at the screen nonchntly.


    The message was from Nte, concise yet profound. “Miss Wade, I’m willing to work with you.”


    A smug smile crept across K’s face. She had known all along Nte wouldn’t refuse her.


    “Sadie, just you wait! The real show has just begun,” she whispered, setting her phone down and once more picking up her wine ss, the liquid swirling elegantly.


    Meanwhile, in the CEO’s office of Wall Group, Noah stood by a floor-to-ceiling window, whiskey ss in hand, staring into the ckness outside. Documents piled on his desk awaited his attention, but his mind wandered.


    “Damn it!” he muttered, gulping down the whiskey.


    It scorched his throat but failed to quell his frustration. Annoyed, he loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt, exposing his corbones and the firm lines of his chest.


    Compelled by a sudden urge, he snatched his car keys and exited the office. His ck Maybach sliced through the night, halting on the road beside Sadie’s neighborhood.


    From the driver’s seat, Noah looked up at Sadie’s window, where a warm light flickered in the darkness, stirring something within him.


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    “What am I doing?” He scoffed at himself, a bitterugh escaping his lips. “I’m like a lovesick teenager.”


    He was ready to drive away when a movement caught his eye—a familiar figure not far away.


    Vivi? What was she doing here?


    His brows knitted together as he rolled down the window for a clearer view.


    Vivi was maneuvering a shopping cartden with household items when her foot suddenly slipped, sending her tumbling forward.


    “Ouch!” she eximed, crashing to the ground as her belongings scattered around her.


    “Well, that’s what you get,” Noah remarked coldly, preparing to look away.


    Just then, Vivi lifted her head and saw Noah. Their eyes met, and for a fleeting second, surprise shed across Vivi’s face. Quickly, she scrambled to her feet, brushing off her clothes and hastily smoothing down her tousled hair. She strode toward Noah’s car with a radiant smile.


    Leaning slightly against the car window, she shed him a bright, sharine grin. “Mr. Wall, do you live around here too? What a small world.”


    Noah’s expression remained unreadable, his gaze sharp and indifferent. A shiver of unease curled in Vivi’s stomach, but she refused to let it show. She tilted her head, feigning innocence. “So… are you here to visit someone?” She let the question linger, her voice dripping with meaning, as if she already knew the answer.


    Noah barely spared her a nce before his voice cut through the air like a de. “That’s none of your concern.”


    Without another word, he pressed the button, and the car window slid up, shutting her out in one seamless, dismissive motion.


    Vivi’s smile wavered, then vanished. She clenched her jaw, biting her lip to keep the sting of humiliation at bay.


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