?Chapter 492:


    She could already picture it—the mortification on Sadie’s face, the way she would crumble under the weight of the Ellis family’s scrutiny. It would be justice. Retribution for the way Noah had disgraced the Quinn family, all for Sadie’s sake. His actions had been brutal, leaving the Quinns in a precarious position within the industry.


    Vivi had never forgotten. And she never forgave.


    The next morning, soft golden sunlight filtered through sheer curtains, casting a warm, gentle glow over Averi’s room.


    Sadie carefully pushed open the bedroom door, her lips curving into a tender smile as she took in the sight before her—Averi, rolling across the bed in a fit ofughter, clutching a small dinosaur.


    “Mommy!”


    The moment Averi spotted Sadie, his face lit up like the morning sun. With an excited squeal, he scrambled off the bed, his little legs wobbling as he dashed straight into her arms.


    Sadie caught him effortlessly, lifting him up and pressing a soft kiss to his chubby cheek.


    “Sweetheart, today’s your first day at your new kindergarten. Are you excited?” she asked, her voice warm with affection.


    “Yes, I am!” Averi cheered, waving his tiny hands with boundless enthusiasm. “I’m going to make lots of new friends!”


    “That’s my boy!” Sadieughed, tapping his nose yfully. “Alright then, let’s get you ready.”


    After dressing for the day, Sadie and Averi stepped outside, their hands sped together.


    The morning sunlight bathed them in a golden glow. Sadie’s tailored business suit, simple yet elegant, entuated her graceful figure. Loose waves of chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding to her poised and professional aura.


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    Beside her, Averi was the picture of charm, dressed in a crisp blue shirt and suspenders. With his bright eyes and endearing smile, he looked every bit like a tiny prince, effortlessly drawing smiles from the passersby.


    But as mother and son walked on, unaware, a pair of eyes observed them from a second-floor window.


    The gaze was deep, unreadable—its emotions locked away in an imprable silence.


    Soon, Sadie and Averi arrived at the prestigious international kindergarten, its high-security measures ensuring a safe and exclusive environment. At the registration desk, a young teacher greeted them with a warm smile.


    “Good morning! Are you Averi’s mother?”


    “Yes, I am,” Sadie replied, her tone polite yetposed.


    “Wonderful. Please fill out this form.”


    The teacher handed Sadie a document requesting essential details—Averi’s name, age, home address.


    Sadie took the form with a nod and began filling it out carefully. Her pen glided smoothly over the paper—until she reached the sectionbeled “Father.”


    A quiet hesitation settled over her, invisible to everyone but herself. Then, with a measured breath, she wrote “Deceased” in the empty space.


    “Miss, I’d like to request that any details regarding my son’s father remain confidential,” she said to the teacher, her voice calm but firm.


    “My… My son’s father has passed away.” Sadie lowered her gaze, concealing the sorrow and frustration in her eyes. She didn’t want Averi to be ostracized or ridiculed for growing up without a father. Also, she didn’t want to drag Alex into this matter again. Cutting ties with him was the best way to avoid unnecessaryplications.


    “Oh… I see…” The female teacher hesitated, clearly taken aback by the revtion. Her expression softened with sympathy as she looked at Sadie.


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