Chapter 92
Soon, Alex arrived in his car.
With a crisp “click,” the car door swung open, unleashing a wave of stifling heat that enveloped Sadie. She grimaced slightly, her fingers clutching the door’s edge with a faint tremor of discomfort.
With a smooth stride, Alex approached her, offering his hand with a charming smile. “Be careful.”noveldrama
Managing a weak smile, Sadie attempted to straighten up, only to be caught by a wave of dizziness.
“Ugh…” she groaned under her breath, her body reacting on its own, tipping slightly forward.
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling alright?” Alex was quick to steady her by the waist, his touch brief yet firm, his eyes scanning her face for signs of distress.
Sadie pressed a hand to her forehead, her complexion paling. “I haven’t eaten yet. It might be low blood sugar,” she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Alex’s brow creased with worry. “That’s not good. Tonight’s banquet is all about mingling and making connections. You won’t get a chance to eat properly. Let’s grab something quick at a nearby restaurant first.”
The word “restaurant” echoed ominously in Sadie’s mind, tightening her chest with sudden dread.
A restaurant again.
The memories of last night’s dinner at the upscale restaurant, where they had stumbled upon Noah, flooded back. That chance meeting had led to so many misunderstandings, and now, regret gnawed at her.
Taking a deep, steadying breath, Sadie forced the rising turmoil down. There was no time to get lost in her thoughts—she had to pull herself together and get ready for the banquet.
“Would that make us too late?” She glanced anxiously at her watch—it was edging toward five. “If we stop to eat, we’ll certainly be late for the banquet.”
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Alex’s eyes darkened with concern as he studied Sadie’s pale face. “Is this banquet really that important?”
“Absolutely,” Sadie responded with conviction. “I’m meeting Roy to discuss a collaboration. If it works out, I’ll finally be able to open my own studio.” Her eyes briefly darkened with a touch of resentment. “Having my own business is essential for my independence.”
Seeing how important this moment was for Sadie, Alex decided not to press her about going to the restaurant. Instead, he fetched a small box of beautifully packaged candies from the car and handed it to her with an encouraging smile. “Here, take these for a little energy boost.”
“Thanks, Alex,” Sadie said softly, accepting the candies. She carefully unwrapped each one and placed it in her mouth. The rush of sweetness spread across her tongue but did little to calm her nerves.
Alex started the car, the engine purring as they pulled onto the road. The drive was smooth, and the streetlights cast fleeting shadows across Sadie’s face as she leaned back, her eyes closed, trying to steal a moment of rest.
From the rearview mirror, Alex observed Sadie’s serene facade. His fingers tightened around the steering wheel, his jaw clenching slightly. He wasn’t just going to stand by; he’d do whatever it took to help her get through this.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, a Bentley trailed discreetly behind. Samuel kept a steady gaze on Alex’s car. The Bentley’s superior performance made it easy to maintain a close distance without drawing attention.
Samuel clicked his tongue, watching the car with mild amusement. “Well, well… Mr. Howe seems quite devoted to Mrs. Wall,” he murmured, recalling the photo he had taken earlier.
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