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    Her chest tightened. It felt as though something significant had urred.


    Sadie walked away quietly, taking a moment topose herself. Since Noah had helped her, she pulled out her phone, dialing his number as she exited the hospital.


    As she walked past the emergency room, a gurney sped by. Something hard dropped onto the floor near Sadie’s feet. Instinctively, she nced down. A familiar jade pendanty silently at her feet. It was a white magnolia, the very keepsake Laura always kept close—a gift from her grandfather symbolizing their affection, never leaving her side.


    Trembling, Sadie reached down to pick up the pendant. She raised her eyes toward the gurney; an elderly persony atop it, their face covered in blood, beyond recognition. Sadie felt a violent tremor in her heart.


    “Hello? Sadie, what’s wrong?” Noah’s deep voice sounded through the phone as the call connected.


    Sadie seemed unresponsive, her mind a void. The phone slipped from her grasp. Ignoring it, she dashed toward the resuscitation room.


    “Grandma! Grandma!” In her heart, she called out to her grandma, yet her voice failed her.


    She arrived slightly toote. By the time she reached the resuscitation room, the gurney had been wheeled into it.


    Noah awaited Sadie’s reply, but with her phone having fallen, all he could make out was indistinct noise, Sadie’s voice absent. His brow creased deeply.


    “Sadie? Sadie?” he repeated into the phone. There was silence from her end.


    “Samuel? Where is Sadie?” Noah urgently inquired.


    Samuel nced at the clock and reported, “Mr. Wall, the bodyguards have escorted Mrs. Wall to the hospital. I believe she’s still there.”


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    “To the hospital!” Noahmanded.


    Noah raced into the hospital and immediately noticed Sadie sitting outside the resuscitation room. She was slumped in a chair, her body trembling, her eyes red and swollen. She gripped something tightly in her hand. Seeing her like this twisted Noah’s heart with pain.


    He was about to approach and inquire about the situation when the resuscitation room doors swung open. An exhausted doctor stepped out and removed his mask, his face etched with sorrow.


    “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we did everything we could,” he said, his voiceden with regret. “Mrs. Stewart suffered massive internal bleeding. Despite our efforts, she didn’t survive. If she had been brought here 20 minutes earlier, there might have been a chance. Unfortunately, it was toote.”


    Sadie stood up quickly, but her legs, weakened by prolonged sitting and overwhelming grief, failed her, and she stumbled. Noah quickly stepped in to support her.


    However, Sadie pushed him away forcefully, as if jolted by an electric shock. Tears streamed down her face as she moved toward the resuscitation room.


    Inside, a body was concealed under a white sheet. With shaking hands, Sadie slowly drew back the sheet. Beneath ity Laura, her kind face now still.


    “Grandma!” Ovee with grief, Sadie copsed beside the bed, weeping uncontrobly. Laura had been her sole support after the death of her parents. Now, with her grandmother also gone, the shock was too much for Sadie, and she fainted.


    “Sadie!” Noah caught her just in time, holding her close.


    Her body was unnaturally cold, as if all life had left her, and Noah’s heart ached intensely. He lifted her up and turned to Samuel.


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