Chapter 215
The resolve in her eyes only served to aggravate Noah further. “Wake up and face reality, Sadie!” he retorted sharply.
“You need to leave,” Alex said, his worry for Sadie apparent as he noted the reddening of her wrist from Noah’s grip.
He moved to shield Sadie from Noah, his voice solid and commanding. “Noah, this is way out of line.”
A scoff escaped Noah, cold and mocking. “Mr. Howe, why are you so eager to meddle?”
Sadie gave a slight shake of her head, gently pulling at Alex’s sleeve. Engaging further with Noah seemed futile now.
Kyla’s lawsuit against her studio had been suspiciously timely. Sadie was now convinced it was all orchestrated by Noah to bend her to his will.
Turning to Alex, Sadie murmured, “We should leave.”
With a subtle nod, Alex gave Noah a final stern look before leading Sadie away from the confrontation.
Noah remained stationary, his gaze following them as they left, yet he made no move to follow.
Once outside, Sadie breathed more freely, the weight of the confrontation lifting slightly.
“Alex, I’m sorry for causing you more trouble,” Sadie murmured, her voice tinged with fatigue.noveldrama
Alex studied her, concern evident in his gaze.
His hand lifted slightly, almost touching the faint bruise on her wrist where Noah had grabbed her, but he hesitated midway. He simply exhaled and shook his head. “Enough with the apologies. Do we really need to act so distant?”
Sadie looked away, avoiding his stare.
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Alex caught the flicker of sorrow in her expression, and his worry grew. “Let me take you home. You don’t seem well.”
Sadie shook her head, her tone unwavering. “No, I need to check on Averi at the hospital. I hired a caregiver, but I still can’t put my mind at ease.”
Kyla’s swift actions had kept Sadie on edge, and Noah’s involvement had only made the situation even more unbearable.
Alex hesitated briefly before saying in a quiet voice, “Just… be cautious, alright? And if you need anything, don’t think twice about reaching out to me.”
He knew better than to argue—once Sadie made a decision, nothing would sway her.
She offered a faint, weary smile. “I will.”
Turning on her heel, she stepped into the elevator.
As the doors slid shut, Noah emerged from Alex’s office, his imposing frame casting a cold shadow. His expression was unreadable, sharp, and distant.
Alex remained still, a hint of irony in his smirk.
“The Floral Whisper Project… appreciate it, Mr. Wall,” he remarked, his tone edged with sarcasm.
Noah’s stare was frigid, cutting through the space between them like a knife. The tension in the air thickened.
“Stay out of her life. Otherwise, I’ll ensure your family disappears from Jazmah.”
Without another word, he turned and walked away, never glancing back.
Alex watched him go, his smirk fading, replaced by a contemplative expression. Noah’s threats didn’t intimidate him—his only concern was Sadie. A cautious voice broke the silence. “Sir, are you sure you want to stay involved with Miss Hudson? Our partner’s withdrawal from the Floral Whisper project is a clear warning from Wall Group.”
The quiet of the office was punctuated only by the rhythmic ticking of the clock.
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