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    She could feel a thin sheen of sweat on her palms, her fingers curling instinctively into fists.


    She had nned meticulously for today’s event. If Stuart acted as she expected and showed up to cause trouble out of sheer jealousy, then the n would proceed smoothly.


    But if he didn’t appear, she would have to rely entirely on Hurst from now on. When it came down to that, Sadie was determined to force him to save Noah, even if she had to hold him at knifepoint throughout. But of course, it would be best if things didn’te to that.


    That scenario was far too risky and unpredictable.


    As Sadie reflected on the possibilities, a group ofdies in elegant attire had flocked to Hurst, holding sses of champagne as they chattered on merrily.


    “Dr. Lawson, I’ve heard so much about you. I have this persistent migraine that has been troubling me for years. I’ve tried all kinds of medicine out there, but none of them worked. I consider it my good fortune to meet you today. You must help me with my terrible predicament.”


    Hurst shed thedy a professional smile, and without missing a beat, said,


    “You’re too kind, madam. I would be happy to help. Please, follow me this way.” He gracefully held out his arm to gesture toward a makeshift consultation room.


    More people crowded around him then, and they headed over there in unison.


    Sadie trailed behind them, her eyes still searching the entire floor.


    At longst, a particr figure caught her attention.


    This person wore a dark baseball cap that was pulled low over his face. His casual, almost rugged attire was a stark contrast to the party ensembles that the guests were wearing.


    The figure was heading toward Hurst, weaving through the crowd with a slow but steady gait.


    It was him!


    Sadie’s breath caught in her throat. It really was him—she recognized him in an instant.


    She was about to meet him halfway when she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder. She flinched and whipped around in surprise.


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    She was greeted by Alex’s gentle, smiling face.


    “Sadie.”


    Sadie took a couple of deep breaths to calm her racing heart, then she forced a stiff smile. “Hello, Alex. What brings you here?”


    It was a simple enough greeting, but the underlying tension in her voice was hard to miss.


    She really couldn’t be bothered to deal with anyone else now.


    Then, before Sadie or Alex could say anything else, chaos broke out.


    Like a phantom emerging in the middle of the crowd, the man in the baseball cap drew a dagger from his sleeve, aiming the de directly at Hurst.


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