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    The murderous doctor released a primal growl. His dark eyes burned with hatred as he spun toward the new target.


    Without hesitation, he brandished the dagger again—and silenced the servant with a savage thrust. Blood sprayed across the plush carpet.


    Sadie’s heart plunged. For a split second, ice seemed to crystallize in her veins. Most of Wall Manor’s security forces had been dispatched by ine, scattered across Jazmah in their search for Averi.


    The new guards had yet to arrive. The estate now stood vulnerably exposed, its security at its most precarious point.


    Sadiepelled herself to maintainposure as she punched the emergency number with quivering fingers.


    But the assant had taken note. His predatory gaze locked onto her as he stalked forward, the dagger poised to strike.


    The call connected just then. Aposed female voice crackled through the speaker.


    “Emergency services. What’s your emergency?” The dispatcher’s crisp tone filled the room.


    Sadiepressed her lips and withheld an immediate response.


    She swiftly toggled the phone to speaker mode and, with subtle movements, wedged it face-down into the crevice of the sofa.


    The dispatcher, disturbed by the ominous silence, grew increasingly vignt.


    Sadie balled her fists, desperately trying to buy precious seconds.


    “We don’t even know each other. Why do you want to kill me?” Her voice remained steadier than she felt.


    The assant advanced another step, then violently tore off his mask—unveiling a twisted grin.


    “You destroyed my life, you bitch! You deserve to die!” Spittle flew from his contorted mouth.


    The dispatcher instantly grasped the gravity of the situation. “Ma’am, stay calm! Help is on the way! Please, do whatever you can to protect yourself!” The dispatcher’s voice hardened with professional urgency.


    Sadie sensed a flicker of hope ignite within her. If she could endure until the police arrived, she and her baby might yet survive this nightmare.


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    She snatched up a nearby pillow and hugged it to her chest as a makeshift shield.


    Her gaze remained riveted on the deranged man advancing toward her.


    There was something disturbingly familiar about his face.


    Then, in a blinding sh of recognition, a name exploded into her consciousness—Farrell Adams. The very doctor who was set to perform Noah’s cranial repair at Ultracare Hospital, but had vanished at thest moment, nearly triggering a catastrophe.


    During her investigation into Hailey and Lawson, Sadie had unearthed Farrell’s connections.


    Her eyes smoldered with fury. “Farrell,” she hissed through clenched teeth, “you’re a doctor—your duty is to save lives. Yet you conspired with the Burgess family for money, and now you’re killing innocent people.”


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