?Chapter 879:


    Nathan’s admiration deepened. She wasn’t just clever—she was lethal when she needed to be.


    Rodger’s face darkened noticeably. For a moment, he said nothing. Then he reached for his coffee cup and took a slow sip, coughing lightly to buy himself time and soften the rising tension.


    “Ms. Hudson,” he said carefully, his voice low and measured, “you must understand… Nathan is too young. He shows promise, of course, but he doesn’t yet have the experience to take on such an important role.” He was still trying to hold the line. This was hisst stand.


    Sadie said nothing, her eyes fixed steadily on Rodger, silently watching to see what move he would make next.


    Rodger’s gaze darted around the room. He was clearly searching for a solution. Then, clearing his throat, he finally said, “How about this, Ms. Hudson? Ourpany currently has a vacancy in the general manager role. Perhaps Nathan could join the Higgins Group and take on that position—get some practical experience under his belt. As for the cooperation with the Wall Group, we can revisit the discussion once he’s settled into the role. Would that be eptable to you?”


    It was a retreat, a calcted one. Offering Nathan the general manager post was Rodger’s way of throwing Sadie a bone—a visible sign ofpromise. In his mind, it was fair.


    Nathan was family, after all. Giving him a position with a respectable title seemed like a reasonable gesture. But Sadie’s expression didn’t shift.


    Just as Rodger began to hope she might agree, a low chuckle broke the silence. It was Noah. He had been silent until now—watching from the sidelines.


    Sadie’s brows drew together, a flicker of annoyance passing through her eyes as she turned to him. What was he doing? Was he trying to sabotage her leverage?


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    Her eyes flicked toward him, a silent warning telling him not to interfere.


    But Noah either didn’t see it, or simply didn’t care.


    “Don’t you think your terms lean a bit too heavily in your favor, Ms. Hudson?” His tone was calm—too calmcking even a hint of emotion. “After all, with the two families on the verge of merging, any true coboration should be built on sincerity,” Noah said smoothly. “Proposing that Nathan take the lead while sidelining Jarrett feels… a bit inappropriate, don’t you think?”


    To anyone listening, it sounded as though Noah was defending the Higgins family’s internal bnce—perhaps even advocating for Jarrett.


    Sadie blinked, momentarily thrown. What was he up to now?


    Across the room, Rodger and Jarrett exchanged startled looks, clearly baffled by Noah’s words.


    But Noah didn’t bother to acknowledge their confusion. He simply continued, as ifying out the most reasonable suggestion in the world. “In my view, why not let Nathan and Jarrett co-manage the projects? They’re both heirs of the Higgins family—equal in name and legacy. Wouldn’t it be more appropriate if they shared the position of chairman?” The silence that followed was instant and heavy.


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