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    Alex started to respond, but was interrupted by a familiar voice. “What are you two arguing about?” Sadie had just walked in.


    She lingered in the doorway, her expression one of puzzlement as she absorbed the charged atmosphere of her apartment.


    Upon seeing Sadie, Alex immediately tempered his demeanor, his frustration yielding to a tender concern. “You’re back, Sadie.”


    He approached her, his tone warm. “Are you okay? I was worried about you.”


    Sadie met his gaze briefly, her response detached. “I’m fine.”


    “Sadie.” Alex paused, struggling with his words. “About earlier today… I’m sorry. My mother didn’t mean any harm.”


    Sadie’splexion nched. She steadied herself, replying, “Alex, the issue was a misunderstanding on your mother’s part.”


    “But…” Alex attempted to borate, but Sadie interrupted him. “That’s enough. Let’s drop it.” Her voice bore exhaustion. “I’m tired. I need to rest.”


    Alex looked at her, his face etched with worry. He opened his mouth to speak, seeking tofort her, but found himself at a loss for words.


    Noah observed from a distance, his demeanor cool. He could sense the special bond between Sadie and Alex, a connection he felt excluded from. Jealousy gnawed at him, fueling wild spection that Sadie and Alex might have discussed seriousmitments, like marriage. This thought only deepened his irritation.


    “Pak!” Abruptly, Noah snapped his fingers.


    Instantly, men in ck suits burst in, their movements swift and coordinated, as they encircled Alex.


    “What are you doing, Noah?” Sadie eximed, panic rising as she stepped forward to intervene.


    But Noah was quick to seize her wrist, drawing her close. His eyes were cold as he stared at Alex. “Take him away.”


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    “Understood, Mr. Wall,” the men in ck responded in unison, moving to apprehend Alex.


    “Let me go! Let go of me!” Alex struggled in vain.


    “Release him, Noah!” Sadie tried to break free from Noah’s firm grasp, but he held fast.


    “Pak!” Noah snapped his fingers once more. This time, a new group of men surrounded Averi.


    “Averi!” Sadie’s scream tore through the air as panic overwhelmed her. Driven by instinct, she lunged toward her son.


    But the men were quicker. One scooped up the confused boy from the dining table.


    “What are you doing? Put him down!” Sadie cried out, her voice sharp with desperation as she attempted to advance. Noah stood firm, blocking her path.


    He wrapped his arms around her waist, pinning her against him.


    “Have you lost your mind?” Sadie yelled, struggling violently, her nails leaving trails of blood on his arm. Yet Noah seemed impervious to the pain.


    “Mommy… Mommy…” Averi’s terrified voice cut through the chaos. He squirmed in the man’s grasp, his cries adding to the heartbreak of the scene.


    Sadie stopped struggling, her face streaked with tears as she looked up at Noah. Her voice was shaking. “Noah… What… What do you want?”


    Noah’s expression was dark and unreadable as he leaned close, his breath warm against her ear. His voice was low,pelling, and dangerously seductive. “Sadie, do you really… crave a man that much?”


    “You…” Sadie’s voice faltered. She couldn’t find the words.


    Noah’s grip tightened, pulling her closer as if trying to fuse her to him.


    Noah leaned close and whispered in Sadie’s ear, “If you ever need a man… you know where to find me.”


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