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    Were they nning to use him to pressure Alex—or even the entire Howe family?


    Dread pressed against Sadie’s ribs like a vise.


    “Hey, hey—don’t push yourself. Breathe, okay?”


    ine leaned in swiftly, his hand resting lightly on her back.


    “Your recovery is what matters now. Don’t let this overwhelm you. Leave the hunt to me. I’ll handle every piece of it.” He turned to Tina with urgency.


    “Stay with her nonstop. Call me if anything at all changes.”


    Tina gave a vigorous nod, her eyes ssy. “Got it. I’ll look after her.”


    Only then did ine’s posture ease. He pivoted to leave.


    But halfway across the room, something gave him pause.


    He looked over his shoulder, uncertainty clouding his face.


    “There’s something else, Sadie.” He hesitated, his tone dropping.


    “Noah’s identity… it’s probably going to be public knowledge soon. With everything happening in the urban vige, and now Hailey gone, it’s only a matter of time.”


    Before the truth leaks. Employees of Wall Group are already restless. The news that Noah’s alive—and without his memories—will spread fast. You need to brace for it.”


    Sadie lowered her gaze, digesting every word.


    She understood all too well. Noah’s return would rock the foundation. She’d made the call to keep things discreet—to protect Noah, to stabilize thepany.


    But now? Chaos within and attacks from outside meant secrecy was no longer viable.


    Still, she hadn’t thought the secret would unravel this way—so abruptly, and out of her control.


    ine, watching herposure, felt some of his anxiety subside.


    He’d feared she might break down. But she was steady, present. That gave him hope.


    “Try to rest. Don’t wear yourself out thinking. Focus on getting stronger. I’ll bring your favorite dish from Nirvanater.”


    Sadie responded with a quiet murmur, barely above a whisper.


    Without another word, ine stepped out. The door closed behind him with a faint click.


    Sadie turned her face toward Tina, who had remained silently by her side. “Tina, help me sit up.”


    “Of course.” Tina quickly moved, propping two plush cushions behind Sadie’s back.


    “Are you alright? Want something to drink? Need anything?”


    Sadie took a moment, piecing together her thoughts.


    Eventually, she asked, slow and deliberate, “Remember I told you to ask Samuel to purchase Faron Retreat? Any progress?”


    Tina paused, recalling the details.


    “Samuel and I went over there and tried to speak with the owner. But the timing was off—he wasn’t around. We only met his rtives. And then… well, everything here spiraled. Noah, the abduction… it all snowballed.” Her voice dwindled to silence.


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