Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

Isabel, visibly upset, bit her lip, holding back her words.

Noah bristled at the confrontation, loathing the sensation of being cornered, especially by Nigel.

“Then go ahead and donate your shares,” he retorted sharply, tugging at Kyla’s arm to leave.

“What did you just say, you ungrateful brat…” Nigel’s voice trembled with fury, his body shaking as he struggled to maintain his composure. Quickly, Sadie offered support as she guided him into the sanctuary of the study.

Once inside, she spoke, her tone low and filled with weary acceptance. “Don’t bother forcing him—his heart was never mine to begin with.”

Watching her composed demeanor, Nigel exhaled a heavy sigh, a mix of admiration and sorrow. “It’s truly Noah’s loss, not yours.”

He knew deep down that no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t steer the lives of the younger generation.

It pained him to see Sadie mistreated.

resigned air, he pulled a document from his

“Sadie, please, sign this.”

the word “shares” on the

laced with resignation. “This isn’t mine to take. I married Noah knowing full well he had someone else in his heart. Now that she’s here, it’s only fitting that we put an end to our marriage.” With a solemn

She was momentarily taken aback, then offered a bitter smile as she shook her

the searing pain, her love for

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grown too burdensome, teetering

to sign

sway her, handed her a card instead. As she stood to leave, he told her that if

show a beloved granddaughter, even if it meant

she stepped away from the grandeur of the Wall Manor, Sadie didn’t return

a modest,

room, fully furnished,

cherish this small, cozy

presence and the excruciating memories that

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