Chapter 362

Chapter 362:

Sadie lowered her gaze, her thick lashes casting faint shadows across her cheekbones, concealing whatever flicker of emotion might have surfaced. Three years ago, she had already seen this sight unfold time and time again.

Three years ago, she had already stopped longing for what could have been.

“Strange, though… why aren’t they married yet?”

“Who knows?” A sly chuckle followed. “Maybe Mr. Wall isn’t done enjoying the game.”

The speculative whispers slithered through the air, brushing against Sadie’s ears like unwelcome ghosts. Her grip tightened around her handbag, her knuckles blanching from the force.

She willed herself to shut it all out—not to look, not to listen.

Under the banquet hall’s shimmering lights, she sat alone at her table, her posture composed, but her mind an unsteady battlefield.

Then, without warning, someone slid into the seat beside her—a figure draped in champagne silk—Kyla. To Sadie, she was the woman Noah had chosen, the one who still stood by his side after all these years.

of jasmine followed Kyla as she idly tapped her crimson-painted nails against the table, each click deliberate,

“And

her expression unshaken. “I could say the same, Miss

polished exterior cracked, her lips pressing into a thin line before she

exactly do you think you are?” she sneered. “A discarded woman shackled with a child? Do

smile played on

matters is that

electric,

approached their table, bowing slightly before addressing Kyla with crisp

is reserved for the top international designers. Your seat is further

stiffening into something unnatural. She turned, pointing straight at

Kyla’s voice dripped with disbelief, her perfectly arched brows drawing together in disdain. “You’re telling me she’s a top international

gave a polite

Miss Wade. Sandra is one

of humiliation crept up Kyla’s neck, burning as though she

back to Sadie, her

you

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