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    Noah remained unmoved, his icy stare directed at the door ahead. With a swift motion, he kicked it open, the crash reverberating through the room.


    A thick, suffocating odor assaulted his senses as the door swung inward. His expression darkened.


    Beneath the dim glow, Noah spotted a burly man sprawled across the bed, pawing at the woman beneath him.


    The frail figure beneath the brute trembled, her clothing in disarray—it was Sadie.


    A surge of white-hot rage coursed through Noah, veins bulging at his temples.


    Fury consumed him.


    Without a moment’s pause, he strode over, yanked the thug up by the cor, and hurled him across the room like a ragdoll.


    The man mmed against the floor, letting out a guttural scream.


    Noah’s re grew colder as he turned back to the bed.


    Sadiey unconscious, her cheeks burning with redness, her breaths shallow andbored.


    Torn fabric exposed streaks of her skin, flushed with an unsettling redness.


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    His chest tightened painfully at the sight.


    Noah shrugged off his jacket and tenderlyid it over Sadie, shielding her from the cold air.


    The thug on the floor scrambled upright, terror etched into his face.


    Before he could make a move, Noah’s piercing gaze locked onto him, freezing him in ce. His breath hitched, his entire body going rigid with fear.


    Momentster, Samuel entered, absorbing the grim scene in a heartbeat. Wordlessly, he grabbed the thug and dragged him from the room.


    In his frantic struggle, the thug identally mmed the bedroom door shut.


    Noah bent down, carefully lifting Sadie into his arms.


    Her feverish body pressed against him, her faint fragrance clinging to him like a spell.


    He instinctively tightened his grip, feeling a rush of emotion at the familiar warmth.


    As he gazed down at her, he couldn’t help but notice her ethereal beauty—the wless lines of her face, her porcin skin glowing faintly in the soft light. Her parted lips trembled, a quiet whimper escaping as her fevered state deepened.


    That fragile image unlocked a vague memory buried deep within him, and Noah’s heart skipped a beat.


    Just as he prepared to leave, Sadie stirred, heat coursing through her as she writhed weakly in his arms.


    Hershes fluttered open, revealing eyes clouded by fever. The first thing she saw was the silver mask—and the dark, familiar eyes behind it. Something in them tugged at her, both foreign and familiar.


    She wanted to see the face hidden beneath, but before she could think, her body instinctively curled closer to the warmth holding her. A soft murmur escaped her lips. “Noah…”


    Noah tensed.


    Had she just spoken his name?


    At the Glory Jewelry Exhibition, he thought it had been a hallucination.


    But this time, the sound was clear, undeniable.


    Did she somehow know his true identity?


    His pulse quickened, emotions in turmoil.


    Clinging to his cor, Sadie pressed herself against him, her voice small and fragile. “Noah… feel awful…”


    The desperation in her tone sent a tremor through Noah.


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