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    “Of course, of course. Don’t hesitate if you need anything.”


    With that, the manager walked away, leaving Sadie to wander the softly lit halls. Something tugged at her, a subtle pull on her thoughts she couldn’t ignore. As she began ascending the staircase, a man in a tailored suit approached. He lookedpletely ordinary. Sadie stepped aside to let him pass, but he stopped directly in front of her.


    “Good day, Ms. Hudson,” he said, his voice calm and unnervingly pleasant.


    Sadie studied the man standing before her, confusion flickering across her face. She couldn’t recall ever seeing him.


    He offered a small bow, his posture formally respectful. “Ms. Hudson, my name is Beal Martin, Mr. Howe’s assistant.”


    Sadie’s brows drew together in a frown. “What brings you here today?”


    Beal’s practiced smile never wavered. “Mr. Howe dined at Nirvana yesterday and became rather taken with a particr fish dish. He asked me to return and bring him another serving.”


    Sadie’s heartbeat quickened, and her gaze sharpened. Alex had dined at Nirvana yesterday, too? That revtion jolted through her mind. If Alex had been here, had he seen something? Had he noticed something important?


    The subtle shift in her expression did not go unnoticed. A faint hint of satisfaction touched the corner of Beal’s mouth—his task wasplete.


    “I’ll let you get back to your day, Ms. Hudson. Please excuse me.” He turned sharply and strode toward the exit without another nce.


    Still lost in thought, Sadie did not acknowledge his departure.


    Beal descended the staircase in unhurried steps, disappeared through Nirvana’s doorway, and climbed into a sleek ck Maybach waiting outside. Shadows filled the car’s interior.


    “Mr. Perry,” Beal said, his voice reverting to its usual measured calm, “Sadie has received the message, just as you directed.”


    In the shadowy back seat, Humphrey rolled a cigar between his fingers, its tip glowing softly. A smug grin stretched across his face. Every piece was falling into ce exactly as he intended. With Sadie, Alex, and Noah caught up in the chaos, the game was only getting more thrilling.


    “Nicely done. Keep an eye on Alex for me. The moment anything changes with him, I want to know right away,” Humphrey said.


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    “Of course, Mr. Perry,” Beal replied, bowing his head in agreement.


    A momentter, Beal stepped out of the car. The Maybach slipped into traffic and vanished without a sound.


    Meanwhile, Sadie drifted down Nirvana’s hallway, her mind spinning with unanswered questions. Footsteps echoed behind her, but she was too lost in thought to notice—until a pair of strong arms wrapped around her from behind. She tensed, caughtpletely off guard. A familiar fragrance drifted through the air.


    The moment she recognized it, she spun around. “Noah?”


    Resting his chin lightly on her head, Noah spoke with yfulziness. “What has you so deep in thought that you didn’t even hear meing?”


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