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    The screen lit up. The interface was familiar.


    She opened the messaging app and began scrolling through the inbox.


    Then her eyes locked on something.


    A draft message. Unsent. Dated the same day Noah had been rescued from the urban vige.


    Her chest tightened. She held her breath.


    With trembling fingers, she opened it.


    The words hit her like a blow.


    “Boss, the personnel are in ce. Once we rescue Ms. Burgess, she’ll be immediately taken to the outskirts and hidden.” Each sentencended like a de.


    Sadie gripped the phone, her nails digging into her palm.


    What had really happened that day?


    She didn’t want to believe it.


    But she read the message again—slowly this time.


    Every word was there. Cold. Clear. Unmistakable.


    The phone belonged to Jack.


    And the preset recipient for that message… was Noah’s private number.


    Sadie shuddered, the chill running down her spine and spreading throughout the rest of her body.


    Hailey had been snatched away, Jack was gravely injured in his attempt to protect the phone, and Stan was dead.


    Could Noah really be the mastermind behind all this?


    No, he couldn’t be. It was absolutely impossible! There was no way Noah could have done any of those things.


    Sadie’s thoughts were in turmoil, swirling and colliding with each other. Her emotions were just as torn.


    She pressed the lock button on the phone. The screen went dark, the ring message disappearing in the blink of an eye.


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    And yet, the words seemed to have seared themselves into her mind.


    Just what on earth was going on? Why did Noah save Hailey?


    All those promises he had given her, all the affection and warmth… Were they nothing but lies? Was it all just part of some borate deception? The mere thought of this possibility made Sadie’s heart clench painfully, making it hard to breathe.


    She closed her eyes and inhaled slowly, forcing herself to calm down. She took several deep breaths, and when she opened her eyes again, her gaze was much clearer.


    It was too early to jump to conclusions. There were far too many questions left unanswered.


    Sadie knew she needed tounch another, more thorough investigation.


    She picked up her phone and called Tina. It was answered after two rings.


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