Chapter 714: By the the was finished, the Wall Group's upper structure was his in all but name.
Noah's ears caught wind of this before long. In the quiet of his study, Noah sat behind a broad desk as his assistant delivered the latest report. Noah's expression was impassive, calm. Coyle's moves were bold-but predictable.
Yet, when he heard that Sadie had been ousted—and beaten so viciously-something in his chest gave a quiet, involuntary jolt. A flicker crossed Noah's face. Almost imperceptible. His brow furrowed. He tried to dismiss the sudden weight pressing on his chest.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet, despite himself, the words left his mouth before he could stop them. "How is Sadie now?" The assistant blinked, clearly caught off guard. Since when did Patrick care about Sadie? Still, he recovered quickly and gave a respectful nod.
"She's resting in Wall Manor. Alive, but... not in good shape." Noah leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin.
"Proceed as planned." "Yes, Mr. Noel." The assistant gave a quick nod and exited the study. Just as the door clicked shut, the butler stepped in, his face taut with unease.
"Mr. Noel," he said hurriedly, "Ms. Burgess is missing." Noah's head snapped up, his gaze sharpening like a blade. “What?" "She went out shopping last night and never returned. We've tried calling, but her phone's off. Our people are already searching, but... no leads yet." The butler swallowed hard.
Noah's brows furrowed, tension rippling beneath his calm exterior. His mind flashed to Sutton's failed plot against Hailey that had nearly destroyed Sadie instead. A chill crept down his spine.
"Keep looking. Turn the city upside down if you have to. Find her. Immediately." "Understood, Mr. Noel." The butler bowed and rushed out, already barking orders into his phone.
Meanwhile, in a lavish hotel suite, Hailey lay crumpled on the cold marble floor, wrists and ankles bound cruelly tight. A dirty cloth was shoved into her mouth, muffling her cries into helpless whimpers.
Terror swelled in her chest as she scanned the room. Several large men loomed nearby, their eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement, grinning like wolves circling prey.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen cthe low creak of the door-and slowly a wheelchair glided into the room, carrying Sutton.
Hailey's heart stopped. Just seeing him-like that-was enough to shake her to her core. He was here for revenge. And he wasn't hiding it.
Two of his subordinates stepped forward and hoisted her roughly off the floor. Her feet dangled, body thrashing against their grip, but she couldn't break free.
Sutton rolled closer. He reached out, fingers brushing her cheek in slow, deliberate strokes each touch colder than the last. There was hatred in his eyes.
Hailey shivered, bile rising in her throat.
Without warning, Sutton's hand shot to her throat. Hailey's eyes bulged as her breath vanished her lungs eath burning! She kicked, thrashed, screamed against the cloth-but no one moved. No one helped.