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    A wave of apprehension washed over Noah.


    “Mr. Wall… Mrs. Wall… Something’s happened to her…” Samuel’s voice quivered as he struggled to remainposed.


    “What?” Noah’s voice spiked with disbelief and anger. “What did you say? Say that again!”


    “Mr. Wall, Mrs. Wall was attacked in her studio. She’s now unconscious and has been rushed to the hospital for emergency care…” Samuel’s voice faded to a whisper.


    The phone slipped from Noah’s grasp and crashed to the floor.


    He stood motionless, his mind reeling.


    Sadie was attacked? Unconscious? How could that be possible?


    Hadn’t he assigned bodyguards to protect her in secret? What had they been doing?


    Noah was overwhelmed with fury, his chest heaving.


    He turned sharply and strode back into the boardroom.


    “The meeting is adjourned!” he announced coldly. “Everyone, stay here.” Without looking back, he exited, leaving the shareholders in a state of confusion.


    “What’s wrong?”


    “What happened?”


    “No idea. I’ve never seen Mr. Wall so unsettled…”


    “Can he just leave a shareholders’ meeting? Like this?”


    “Shh! Just wait here, like he said.”


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    The whispers filled the room as the shareholders spected, but no one dared to say too much.


    Noah’smand in Wall Group was unchallenged.


    Thus, they sat silently, awaiting his return.


    The Rolls-Royce Phantom sliced through the quiet night.


    Noah, sitting in the back, exuded an air of tension and menace.


    His lips were set in a firm line, his eyes aze with both intense anger and palpable concern.


    “Give me the full story. What happened?”


    Samuel, seated in the passenger seat, wiped the sweat from his forehead.


    He turned hesitantly and said, “Mr. Wall, the details… I’m not entirely sure…”


    “Not sure?” Noah’s voice sharpened as he mmed his hand onto the seat. “You’re my chief assistant, and you can’t get information on something this critical?”


    “Mr. Wall… I’m… I’m still gathering details…” Samuel’s voice faltered, as he nearly broke into tears.


    Noah’s fury was unlike anything Samuel had witnessed before.


    Usually strict, Noah now seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption.


    “If you don’t have answers by the end of today, be ready to resign.”


    “I understand, Mr. Wall. I will find out,” Samuel responded, his voice trembling with the promise.


    “What about the security detail for Sadie?” Noah asked, his tone slightly controlled yet still intense.


    “It was apse by the bodyguards,” Samuel replied cautiously.


    “Apse?” Noah’s eyebrows knitted together tightly. “They’re utterly ipetent!”


    “Get rid of them all,” Noah said.


    “Understood, Mr. Wall,” Samuel replied immediately, fully aware of the weight behind Noah’s directive.


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