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    “Die, Stuart!” The man’s hoarse voice rang out across the hall, filled with deep-seated hatred and obvious madness.


    The cold gleam of the de petrified everyone for two whole seconds, then all at once, they were screaming and crying out in rm. Pandemonium descended as the guests scattered in a panic.


    Sadie gritted her teeth. The danger was all too real.


    Unfortunately, the security personnel she had arranged for were now struggling to break through the wave of fleeing people. They wouldn’t be able to reach Hurst in time.


    The assant brought the dagger down, the de slicing through the air in a perfect arc.


    In that critical moment, Sadie’s thoughts scattered like startled birds, yet her body moved with primal certainty.


    She clenched her teeth and threw herself at Hurst without thinking.


    The cold de swept toward them, growingrger in her vision.


    Without hesitation, she grabbed the sharp dagger with her bare hand.


    Pain sliced through her palm like lightning, and blood began to flow freely. The dagger’s tip froze just inches from Hurst’s heart.


    If Sadie had been even a second slower, the oue would have been catastrophic.


    Cold sweat beaded on Sadie’s forehead as her heart hammered wildly, panic flooding through her.


    She could feel her hand trembling around the de, slick with her own blood.


    Alex stared at the bloody scene in shock, his face going pale.


    He rushed forward immediately, pulling a clean handkerchief from his pocket to press against her wound. “Sadie!” Worry strained his voice.


    Finally, the bodyguards snapped into action, cutting through the crowd with swift efficiency.


    They tackled the attacker in seconds, pinning him t against the floor until he couldn’t move.


    One bodyguard yanked off the man’s cap, exposing a face twisted with fury.


    It was exactly Stuart!


    Sadie’s rigid muscles finally loosened, and she let out a shaky breath of relief.


    Her palm still throbbed with pain, but satisfaction warmed her chest.


    Today’s desperate efforts had finally paid off. She’d actually pulled it off.


    From where he stood, Hurst cast a meaningful nce at Sadie, who had risked her own safety to shield him from harm.


    Never in his life had someone acted so selflessly to save him.


    Though he understood this woman had her own motives for doing so, an indescribable feeling sparked in his heart before vanishing quickly, as if it had never existed.


    Clearing his throat softly, as if trying to rid it of something unwee, he turned his attention to Stuart, who was still writhing on the floor. A slow smirk of satisfaction spread across Hurst’s face as he watched the pathetic scene unfold.


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