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    Her words were intentional, calcted to wound. “If anyone’s to me here, it’s you. You took what wasn’t yours, Sadie. You stole my husband. So don’t stand there pretending to be the victim—you earned every bit of this.”


    Sadie couldn’t keep it in any longer.


    Then a sharp p struck Hailey’s face, snapping her head to the side and leaving five clear finger marks zing on her cheek.


    Still burning with fury, Sadie grabbed Hailey by the cor and flung her aside like a discarded piece of fabric.


    Thrown off bnce, Hailey stumbled backward, barely managing to stay upright.


    Without missing a beat, Jack stepped in and seized Hailey’s arms, locking her in ce before she could recover.


    At that moment, Samuel pushed through the corridor doors, nked by a squad of towering bodyguards, having cleared out the guards stationed outside.


    An oppressive weight settled over the corridor, thickening the air with tension.


    Sadie didn’t even nce at the disheveled Hailey. Her eyes stayed locked on the tightly closed doors of the operating room.


    “Force those doors open. Lock down every wing of this hospital. I don’t want a single soul slipping through,” she instructed, her voice sharp as frostbite.


    A shiver crawled up Samuel’s spine, and he nodded at once. “Understood, Ms. Hudson.”


    He raised a hand, and the bodyguards sprang into action. A few surged toward the operating room, while the rest scattered to secure the exits.


    Panic shot through Hailey as Jack held her back.


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    Her face went pale, all trace of smugness and calm wiped clean.


    Thrashing in Jack’s grip, she fought like a trapped animal, her voice rising into hysteria. “Sadie! What the hell are you doing?! Are you trying to ruin the surgery? Do you want Noah to die?!”


    Terror surged through Hailey’s veins. She had woven this n with painstaking care—failure was not an option now.


    Turning with deliberate slowness, Sadie fixed her cold stare on Hailey, locking eyes with a face twisted in panic.


    A cruel grin tugged at the corner of her lips. “You’re in no position to lecture me. If Noah wants to erase something from his life, that’s his choice. But you?” Her voice dropped. “You don’t matter enough to decide anything.”


    While the words still lingered in the air, Samuel had already raised his arm, signaling the bodyguards. A heavy pounding mmed against the operating room doors.


    “Bang!”


    The blunt, jarring impact echoed like thunder through the corridor, slicing through the silence and tightening every chest in the hallway.


    Drawn by the noise, a few doctors and nurses cautiously peered out from behind doors and around corners, their faces marked with confusion and unease.


    None of them dared to step forward. Faced with Sadie’s entourage exuding such heavy authority, they chose silence over confrontation.


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