?Chapter 873:


    “Good morning, gentlemen. I’m Sadie Hudson, Nathan’s fiancée. I apologize for the sudden visit.”


    Sadie stood with poise, her expression calm yet impossible to ignore.


    Tension coiled in the air, creeping through the room like a quiet storm. Across the space, the elders of the Higgins family shifted in their seats, their faces marked by disbelief and unease.


    This was Sadie Hudson—the woman currently at the helm of Wall Group. It was a rare honor for these elders to even catch a glimpse of her. And now, here she was, addressing them as Nathan’s fiancée?


    That single deration sent a jolt through the room, a chill that crawled down every spine.


    Rodger Higgins, father of both Jarrett and Nathan, had the most animated reaction of all.


    Had Sadie truly fallen for his underperforming second son? Was she really nning to marry Nathan? What astonishing fortune that would be. Rodger’s mind spun with possibilities, nerves giving way to a hopeful grin as he tried to break the ice.


    “Ms. Hudson, you tter us. For Nathan to have gained your favor—it’s beyond anything we could have imagined. Truly, we are honored.”


    Ambition flickered behind his eyes. If an alliance with Wall Group became reality, the Higgins family’s future would be secure, unshakable.


    Before silence could return, an elder with silver hair seized the moment.


    “Rodger is absolutely right!” he eximed, nodding eagerly. “Nathan may be young, but he’s dependable. Ms. Hudson, you and he… you’re a perfect match!”


    Another elder leaned forward, eager to contribute.


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    “Truly! Ms. Hudson, you’re exceptional—young, capable, unmatched across all of Beversea. Nathan marrying you would be the fortune of a lifetime!”


    Compliments swirled through the room like incense—thick and unrelenting.


    Next to Sadie, Nathan remained stiff, listening as the very elders who had once mocked him now tripped over themselves to sing his praises. His cheeks flushed red with a mix of difort and disbelief.


    He risked a nce at Sadie.


    There she stood—still, serene, her lips curved in a graceful smile, seemingly untouched by the noise around her.


    She absorbed the ttery like one might listen to background music—present, but irrelevant.


    She understood exactly how to charm these old schemers. Once they finished their little disy, the real conversation—the one that actually mattered—would begin.


    Rodger, sensing the warmth of the moment, smiled broadly and said,


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