?Chapter 979:


    “Let’s leave that forter,” Rodger said impatiently, dismissing Daren with a wave of his hand before turning toward his own car.


    Daren’s smile froze at the obvious snub.


    Nathan had been standing to the side, watching everything unfold. He couldn’t resist clicking his tongue.


    Daren had iting.


    But he wasn’t interested in Daren’s fate, so he, too, walked to his sports car.


    Nathan was just about to get in when he noticed a ck car in the distance. Its unmarked appearance gave him pause at first, then it started moving.


    It was headed in the same direction that Sadie’s car had left.


    Nathan hesitated, his brows furrowing. Was he being paranoid? Something about that car didn’t feel right.


    But he shook his head in the next second. He was likely overthinking things.


    He bent and slid behind the wheel, only to spot a thick man envelope sitting in the passenger seat.


    It was thetest supplementary agreement with the Wall Group, the one he had brought from the office yesterday.


    Damn it! He was supposed to hand it over to Sadie before she left.


    Nathan pped his forehead and heaved a weary sigh.


    He’d been so caught up in the drama and farewells that he had forgotten something so important!


    If he returned it to thepany as it was and the board found out, they would definitely kick up a fuss. They would use him of being ipetent, having failed to handle the simplest of tasks.


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    And then, of course, his dear older brother would find a way to somehow make things worse. No, Nathan couldn’t let that happen!


    Sadie’s car shouldn’t have gone too far. If he floored it, he might still catch up to her.


    Nathan didn’t think twice. He started the engine and stepped on the gas.


    Meanwhile, inside the ck Maybach, Sadie sat back with her eyes closed, feeling rxed.


    The vehicle slowed slightly upon reaching the intersection, and another car came into view from a nearby ramp.


    It waspletely identical to the one they were in—the model, the color, even the license te.


    Sadie cracked her eyes open just a bit to nce outside the window. The second car glided into the traffic, heading toward the highway that led back to Jazmah.


    Meanwhile, the car she was in quietly changednes after passing the intersection, and they were now on their way to Beversea Airport.


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