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She paused pensively before adding, “Back then, the Wall Group was not stable.
Coyle and Sutton were circling like vultures, ready to seize control the moment a crack appeared. The entire corporation was in a state of chaos and uncertainty. With Noah suffering from memory loss, the odds were stacked dangerously against him. To protect him—and to stabilize the Wall Group—I had no choice but to keep his true identity hidden for the time being.”
Sadie’s words fell like stones into silent water.
Suddenly, everything made sense.
No wonder Patrick had always seemed oddly familiar.
That calm authority he carried, that intangible aura—it had always belonged to Noah.
He hadn’t changed. He’d simply forgotten who he was.
The realization struck everyone differently, but it hit Nathan like a hammer.
A chill crept down his spine as a thin sheen of sweat broke across his forehead. That man in the hospital room… that was Noah?
He had been vying for Sadie’s attention, not knowing he was up against her legal husband.
No wonder Noah’s eyes back in Beversea had looked like they could cut steel.
That wasn’t just jealousy—it was a warning.
Nathan swallowed hard, his heartbeat thudding in his ears.
Finally, he realized the truth. He had unknowingly provoked the one man who had every right to protect Sadie.
Dread crept in.
He didn’t want to think about what his fate would be after what had happened.
Desperate to say something—anything—Nathan cleared his throat. “Well, Sadie,” he said with a faint smile, “My family’s crisis has finally been resolved. Everything’s back on track… so I think it’s time we officially call off that engagement. I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused you.”
Sadie met his gaze, her expressionposed. “No need to apologize. I should thank you. If you hadn’t brought your people into that yard through the back wall when you did, we might not have made it out of that mess so smoothly. If the Higgins Group ever finds itself in need, you can count on Wall Group to lend a hand.”
Nathan’s eyes lit up.
In that moment, he truly felt Sadie was a friend he could rely on.
With her words as reassurance, he finally had something solid to bring home to his father.
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed toward them—Samuel had arrived.
Samuel approached, soaked through with sweat, his face twisted in pure panic. “Ms. Hudson, something terrible has happened—an emergency of the worst kind!”
Usually calm and collected, Samuel now looked as if the very ground beneath them was crumbling, sending a shockwave of dread through the corridor. ine narrowed his eyes, his voice cutting through the tension. “What happened? Why the panic?”
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