NovelEnglishChapter 717: Patrick-he couldn't put his finger on it, but something about the man didn't sit right with him. The way he looked at Sadie. The subtle energy between them. It gnawed at him.
Still frowning, Alex pulled out his phone and quickly typed a message. "Look into Patrick from the Burgess Group. I want everything on him." With a tap, the message was sent.
He stared at the screen for a beat before glancing up toward the side hall.
Meanwhile, Sadie found herself in a quiet, shadowed corner with Noah.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer back throbbed dully. She winced, jaw tightening.
Noah stood just behind her. And yet, he felt worlds apart.
Sadie bit her lip, torn. Part of her longed to blurt it all out-to tell him the truth he didn't yet remember. But the moment wasn't right. And she knew... timing could mean everything.
Coyle and Sutton had been watching them closely.
With Noah's memory gone, bringing him back to the Wall family could mean disaster-for him, and for herself. She looked up at him, her expression composed, her voice measured.
Stay connected galnovs"Mr. Noel, what is it you wished to speak withabout?” Noah's gaze flickered, a shadow of something unspoken crossing his face. The formal tone struck him strangely. She was speaking to him like a stranger. Like a client.
Why did that bother him? They weren't close. They weren't anything.
He was supposed to see her as manipulative, opportunistic—a woman not to be trusted.
So why did her distance sting? Noah pushed the thought aside, letting his expression settle into something cool and unreadable. “You sound awfully formal, Ms. Hudson," he said flatly.
Sadie offered a tight smile, brittle around the edges.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're the chairman of the Burgess Group-our most valuable partner. I naturally treat you with the respect your position deserves." She paused, her gaze lowering slightly. "But with the Wall Group in chaos-pressures from inside and out-I don't have the luxury to focus on... anything else right now. I hope you understand." Her voice was polite. Flawless, like a mask carefully held in place. But Noah could feel the wall she'd just built between them-brick by brick. And for reasons he couldn't explain, it infuriated him.
So this was the Sadie everyone warned him about. Calculating. Emotionless. Driven entirely by advantage.
He let out a short, cold laugh. "So, are you going to just surrender the chairperson title to someone else like that?" Sadie lifted her gaze slowly, meeting his eyes head-on.
"That depends entirely on you, Mr. Noel," she said coolly.
The air between them turned razor-sharp.
Seeing Sadie's composed facade, om Noah didn't bother with subtlety.
"Only five percent of the profit, Ms. Hudson? Isn't that little... Stingy?"
Sadie didn't flinch. She had expected this. Without a word, she turned and began pushing the wheelchair herself, putting deliberate distance between them.
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