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.

a document from

“Sadie, please, sign this.”

moment Sadie spotted the word “shares” on the contract, a sudden, piercing tension

document across the table, her voice steady but laced with resignation. “This isn’t mine to take. I married Noah knowing full well he had someone else

aback, then offered a bitter smile as she shook her head. “No, I don’t regret it,” she admitted, her voice tinged with a

searing pain, her love for Noah was

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grown too burdensome, teetering on

to sign the

to leave,

cared for Sadie with the affection one might show a beloved granddaughter,

from the grandeur of the Wall Manor, Sadie

modest, serviced apartment

a bedroom and a living room, fully furnished, offering her solitude at an affordable

grew to cherish this small,

importantly, it was free from Noah’s presence

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