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    At the sound of his voice, Ralph set the mug down with deliberate calm and looked up, his gaze sharp and assessing. “How has Sadie beentely?”


    The question hit ine like a punch to the gut. A cold unease swept through him.


    Ralph had always emphasized Sadie’s importance—and now she was lying in a hospital bed. If he found out, ine would be in serious trouble.


    Masking his anxiety, ine maintained his casual demeanor. “She’s doing well—resting, eating, keeping healthy.” He even threw in a carefree hand gesture to sell it.


    Ralph’s eyes narrowed. His lips pressed into a hard line. “Do you know what she’s been up to recently?”


    That caught ine off guard. He truly didn’t know.


    She was supposed to be recuperating, with her business duties delegated to him. What could she possibly be involved in? Sneaking out for fun? No way—not in her condition.


    But Ralph’s piercing stare didn’t waver. He then looked at Alfredo and gave a silent cue.


    Alfredo gave a respectful nod, then issued a calm butmanding order. “Bring her in.”


    Though his voice was calm, it carried unmistakable authority.


    ine blinked in confusion. Bring who in?


    Footsteps echoed faintly from down the corridor.


    Two men in dark suits emerged, imposing and silent.


    Between them, they supported a woman whose body hung loosely between them. Her appearance was disheveled—matted hair, colorless skin, eyelids shut. It was Sharon.


    ine stared at the unfamiliar woman, a crease forming between his brows. He couldn’t ce her face. What new scheme was his grandfather orchestrating?


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    “Who is that?” he asked, his voiceced with unease.


    Ralph took his time, sipping his coffee again. When he spoke, his voice carried a subtle exhaustion.


    “It’s not easy to exin. Sadie’s been unraveling old threads about her parents. ine, she’s heading into dangerous territory. Can you see that?”


    There was a rare sternness in Ralph’s voice, and his expression bore a gravity that unsettled ine.


    His thoughts scrambled.


    Sadie’s parents? Wasn’t it nearly two decades ago that the Hudsons vanished after their financial copse?


    Why dig into the past now? And the way his grandfather spoke—there was clearly more to the story than he’d been told.


    “What really happened, Grandpa? Sadie’s parents…” ine asked, needing rity. This was no longer about dusty family history. It had teeth.


    Ralph’s eyes dimmed, and his tone turned cutting. “There are things that should remain buried. Just do what I say and don’t get involved in anything else.” His voice had a sharp edge to it—firm and final. ine kept his reply to himself. Pressing further would only spark his grandfather’s infamous temper.


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