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    “No, no—please, Ms. Hudson, there’s no need for that. The seating arrangement ispletely appropriate.”


    As he spoke, he subtly dabbed at the cold sweat forming on his forehead, then eased himself into a nearby seat with as muchposure as he could muster.


    Nathan, still visibly bruised, straightened in his chair.


    Despite the swelling, a flicker of pride lit his features.


    For once, someone was standing up for him—publicly and powerfully. And not just anyone. It was Sadie. In that moment, she wasn’t just his fiancée. She was his shield.


    Across the room, Jarrett’s expression darkened. He sat rigid in his wheelchair, eyes narrowed, fury etched into every line of his face.


    His hand gripped the armrest so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Sadie Hudson was no mere ornament—she was a force. And her unexpected closeness to Patrick raised more questions than answers.


    Still, Sadie paid no mind to the stares or the silent spections circling around her. Her voice remained steady, her posture poised, as she addressed the room.


    “Since I’ve made the decision to marry Nathan, it’s only natural that the Wall and Higgins families will soon be connected. From this point forward, we’ll be family.”


    She let the words settle, the weight of them deliberate. Then, with seamless precision, she continued:


    “The Wall Group is currently developing several key projects. I’ve reviewed them personally and believe they align perfectly with the Higgins Group’s capabilities.”


    Her gaze drifted to Nathan—measured, calm, deliberate.


    “I had every intention of entrusting these projects to the Higgins Group. But…”


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    Her voice dipped slightly,ced with subtle warning.


    “I’ve recently learned that my fiancé, Nathan, doesn’t hold any substantial position within his family’spany. If that’s truly the case, I may need to reconsider—perhaps find a partner better positioned to execute these projects effectively.”


    Rodger’s eyes widened, stunned. Projects from the Wall Group? And not just one—several?


    Everyone in Beversea knew the magnitude of such an offer. The Wall Group wasn’t just powerful—it was a corporate giant. Even a fraction of their projects could sustain smallerpanies for years.


    For the Higgins Group, this partnership could redefine their future.


    But there was a catch.


    Nathan—his younger, more impulsive son—would need to assume a significant role in thepany. And what about Jarrett? Jarrett had always been the heir in Rodger’s eyes. The one groomed for leadership. The current chairman. The obedient son who followed every rule.


    A storm swirled behind Rodger’s eyes as he struggled to maintainposure. His smile faltered, tightening at the corners.


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