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    “Sadie… I owe the Burgess family more than I can ever repay,” he said quietly.


    His voice faltered, weighted with guilt.


    “Hailey’s health has always been fragile. And the baby… the baby has to be kept.” He drew a breath, then added, almost pleading,


    “Just give me a little more time. I promise—I’ll make everything right.”


    A sudden chill swept through Sadie’s eyes—once vacant, now icy and resolute.


    Her lips curled into a bitter, mocking smile.


    So he’d finally said it. Not directly, but it was enough.


    “Noah, whatever we had… it’s gone,” she said, her voice low and steady.


    She looked him straight in the eye, her tone sharp with finality.


    “Hailey is your wife now. The mother of your child. And us?”


    She paused, letting the silence stretch like a de between them.


    “There is nothing left between us.”


    With that, she tore herself from his arms, her movement forceful and absolute.


    Without a backward nce, she strode away, each step heavy with determination.


    This time, Noah didn’t follow. He couldn’t.


    He remained frozen in ce, shoulders slumped, eyes hollow with exhaustion that ran deeper than just physical.


    A momentter, Jack stepped out from the shadows, his expression tight with difort as he took in the sight of Noah—soposed on the surface, yet clearly unraveling inside.


    Noah lifted a hand to his brow, massaging the tension that throbbed behind his temples.


    “Have you made the reservation?”


    Jack moved quickly, handing him a keycard with quiet efficiency.


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    “Yes, sir. Same hotel as Ms. Hudson. I booked a suite right next to hers.”


    A shadow passed over Noah’s features. He gave a slight nod, the barest flicker of satisfaction darkening his eyes.


    Meanwhile, Sadie exited the Splendor Hotel and climbed into the sleek Maybach waiting at the curb.


    In the passenger seat, Tina was busy with work emails, her fingers dancing across the phone screen.


    Noticing the strange flush on Sadie’s face and the faraway look in her eyes, Tina immediately set her phone aside and turned around, concern tightening her expression.


    “Sadie, are you alright? Your face is red… What happened in there?”


    Sadie avoided eye contact.


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