NovelEnglishChapter 99 Chapter 99: "Devastated?" Noah scoffed, his voice thick with disdain. "She won't be devastated. Better yet, I hope it crushes her completely!" The fury in Noah's tone was unmistakable to Samuel, who sensed that something grave had upset him.
Samuel felt compelled to urge Noah to reconsider. "Mr. Wall, please... try to calm down," he suggested carefully. "I am calm," Noah insisted, taking a slow, deep breath to control his rising anger. "Just do as I say and bring Kyla to Myrtlewood Estate now, or consider yourself fired!" He abruptly ended the call, reaching for his glass to gulp down the last of his drink.
Hearing the disconnect tone, Samuel exhaled a weary sigh.
The situation was escalating. Noah was determined to stir up trouble. Samuel had a sinking feeling about the impending fallout but felt powerless against Noah's direct threat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNoah poured himself another drink, seeking solace in alcohol, yet the inner chaos only intensified.
Visions of Sadie's defiant stare and her biting words haunted him, each memory stabbing at his conscience like a relentless blade.
Frustrated, he yanked at his tie, feeling each breath grow laboriously heavy.
He puzzled over his own rage. He had initiated their separation and been unfaithful, so why did Sadie's declaration of lost love incite such bitterness? A fleeting thought crossed his mind-could he have feelings for her? He dismissed the notion almost instantly.
He shook his head firmly, determined to banish such thoughts from his mind.
Discover your next read at gvlnov☐☐When Samuel arrived at Myrtlewood Estate with Kyla, he found Noah already drunk-sprawled across the study's sofa, eyes barely slits in his flushed face.
"Mr. Wall?" Samuel called out, his voice cautious.
He moved to help Noah to his room, but a slender hand caught his arm. "I'll take care of him," Kyla murmured. Samuel mustered a strained smile. "Mr. Wall's not exactly light-Wade. Letdo it." It was a flimsy excuse. The truth was, Samuel didn't want to be anywhere near Noah, especially while Noah was drunk.
This wasn't because he favored Sadie over Kyla; his loyalty lay squarely with Noah, not with Sadie or anyone else.
As Samuel supported Noah, he felt like he was carrying a sack of bricks. The overwhelming blend of alcohol and Noah's usual heavy, woody cologne made his head swim.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNoah groaned, his brow creased, as though even unconscious, he couldn't escape his troubles.
Kyla trailed silently behind them, her eyes glinting with a strange cocktail of satisfaction and unease she couldn't quite shake.
"Samuel, are you sure you can handle that?" Kyla's voice dripped with an subtle mockery, just enough to grate on Samuel's nerves.
Sweat trickled down his temple. "Don't worry, Miss Wade. I've got it." In truth, Samuel was silently cursing his misfortune. This wasn't assisting a boss-it was like hauling deadweight uphill, with Kyla's sharp gaze stabbing at his pride. "Good," Kyla murmured, her eyes slicing through him with a glacial glare.
A chill crawled up Samuel's spine. All he wanted was to dump Noah in bed and escape this place.
He knew Noah cared about Sadie—even if the man hadn't realized it yet.
As his loyal assistant, Samuel's job was to keep Noah safe from om opportunists, especially in this especially from drunken stupor.
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