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    He turned to the doctor and said firmly, “Save the child, no matter what it takes.


    As for the mother…” He paused, his lips curling into a sadistic smirk as he continued, “Leave her fate to the gods.”


    Without another word or a backward nce, Alex strode out of the room. This child was his final bargaining chip. As for Hailey, she had unfortunately outlived her usefulness.


    The doctor no longer had any reason to hesitate. He put on his mask, picked up his scalpel, and began the procedure.


    Hailey was trembling as she stared at the de, her eyes wide with fear and hopelessness, her hair stered to her skull from all the sweat.


    This child was herst hope, but at this point, she was powerless to even save herself.


    Roughly two hours passed before the guest room door creaked open again.


    The doctor emerged, cradling a blood-streaked newborn in his arms. He approached Alex with the utmost caution.


    “Mr. Howe, Ms. Burgess delivered a healthy baby boy.”


    He paused briefly, then added, “She is still breathing, but her condition is critical.”


    Alex’s detached gaze was fixed on the wrinkled child.


    The boy squirmed in the doctor’s arms, his tiny limbs iling, his soft cries choked and barely audible.


    Alex’s eyes lingered on him for a minute or two.


    Oddly enough, he thought he saw some of Sadie’s features in this child. Something stirred in his heart.


    Alex gingerly took the newborn into his arms. It was featherlight and still reeked of blood.


    But a smile tugged at Alex’s lips. “Noah’s son is in my hands now. The Wall Group is well within my reach.”


    This child was just the leverage he needed to go up against Noah. And he intended to take far more than just the Wall Group.


    A hint of madness shed in Alex’s eyes.


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    The best part of it all was the certainty that this child would be the wedge that eventually severed Noah’s connection to Sadie for good.


    He was going to make sure that she never returned to Noah’s side again.


    He handed the baby to the butler, who had been waiting attentively the entire time. “Clean him up and take care of him. As for his name…” Alex let out a soft, smug chuckle. “He will be called Salex.”


    “Yes, Mr. Howe,” the butler said respectfully, bowing slightly before taking the baby away.


    At Jazmah Hopevale Hospital, ine rushed down the hall, looking disheveled, his forehead dotted with sweat. He stopped in front of the bodyguard stationed at the door of the operating room and asked, “How is Jack doing?”


    The bodyguard’s expression was tense, and his eyes were bloodshot. He shook his head before rasping out, “The doctor said that the situation is not looking good.”


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