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    Nathan’s heart skipped a beat, and his body tensed. He instinctively stepped back. His movements were so smooth they seemed automatic. Nathan sighed. It looked like he was doomed to be the chauffeur for these two today.


    Noah’s eyes lifted, his icy stare sweeping over Nathan, carrying a clear threat.


    “Drive.”


    Nathan dared not object. He nodded and bowed repeatedly.


    “Absolutely, Mr. Noel!”


    Noah tore his eyes away from Nathan and fixed them on Sadie, whose face was still considerably pale. He reached out and grasped her wrist without a word. With a slight tug, he pulled her away from the passenger seat, opened the back door, and practically ushered her inside before getting in himself.


    His movements were quick and smooth, his demeanormanding and resolute. Sadie was caught in a daze. By the time she realized what had happened, she was already sitting next to an intimidating Noah.


    In the driver’s seat, Nathan nced at them through the rearview mirror. He let out a resigned sigh, then started the car. The air inside the car was heavy with tension.


    Sadie shifted in her seat, trying to put more distance between herself and Noah. Just what in the world was he up to, anyway? He had lost his memory and chosen Hailey. Why did he keep meddling in her life? What kind of game was he ying?


    Sadie gritted her teeth and swallowed her irritation before turning to Noah. “Mr. Noel, what exactly are you trying to do here?”


    Noah ignored her question and fixed his eyes on Nathan through the rearview mirror. The poor man was still visibly shaken.


    “Mr. Higgins,” Noah suddenly said. “Do you know who among the Higgins Group employees are loyal subordinates of Jarrett?”


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    Nathan immediately abandoned any pretense of nonchnce. His back went ramrod straight, and his expression turned grave. Even his grip on the steering wheel tightened. Patrick was clearly no ordinary person. He got straight to the point.


    Nathan subconsciously nced at the rearview mirror again. He saw that Sadie was still looking pale, but her eyes had regained their usual rity. She met his eyes and gave him a small nod.


    Only then did Nathan address Noah’s question. “I do. More than half of the shareholders are loyal to Jarrett, not to mention the managers of the finance, marketing, human resources, and public rtions departments. They are all his trusted aides. These people are deeply tied to Jarrett’s interests. Pigs would have to fly before anyone could convince them to turn against him.” His tone was a little strained. This particr fact was the main reason why Nathan could never gather enough power and resources to rise against Jarrett throughout the years.


    Jarrett’s hold within thepany ran far too deep and stretched far too wide.


    Beneath his mask, Noah’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Good.” This was just what he wanted. The more tangled the web was, the easier it would be to eliminate all at once.


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