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    Really? Even brushing against Sadie was a problem now? Patrick’s possessiveness red up like wildfire.


    Noah turned away atst, reiming his seat beside Sadie.


    When he spoke, his tone remainedposed and unreadable.


    “Is there anything else, Mr. Higgins?”


    The intent was unmistakable—Nathan was being told to leave.


    He had more to ask, but the intensity in Noah’s stare made him abandon the thought. Staying alive mattered more than satisfying curiosity.


    He rose, forcing a polite grin.


    “Nope, that’s everything. Just came by to fill Ms. Hudson in on what happened during the ceremony.”


    “Since Ms. Hudson is fine, I’ll leave you two to get some rest. I still have some things to deal with anyway, so I’ll see myself out.”


    Even as he spoke, Nathan was already darting toward the door as though the devil himself was on his heels.


    Just as he grabbed the doorknob, however, he suddenly recalled something. He paused and looked back with a troubled expression.


    “Actually, Ms. Hudson…” Nathan scratched the back of his head, his tone caught between urgent and sheepish. “I might need to trouble you again tomorrow—to apany me to Higgins Manor.”


    In light of the scandal that had exploded during Jarrett’s wedding, Rodger was no doubt struggling to clean up the mess.


    This was the perfect opportunity for Nathan. If he managed to win over the elders and gain their support, taking Jarrett down and seizing control of the Higgins Group would be within reach.


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    And Sadie was his main bargaining chip—the very key he needed to pull this off. He had to take her with him.


    Sadie didn’t even bat an eye.


    “All right,” she said with a small nod, her tone calm.


    Nathan looked visibly relieved by her response.


    “That’s great! Thank you so much, Ms. Hudson!”


    After expressing his gratitude, he pulled the door open and was gone in a sh.


    As soon as the door clicked closed, Noah turned to look at Sadie. There was an impertinent glint in his gaze as he said,


    “It’s gettingte. Will you consider staying here tonight?”


    Sadie shot him a warning look. She had had enough of his presumptuous attitude.


    “Thank you for keeping Averipany, Mr. Noel. I’m heading back now. I’ll pick him up tomorrow.”


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