Chapter 839:

A hand shot out from behind her—strong, deliberate—and seized Nathan’s wrist mid-motion. In one swift movement, it twisted sharply.

Crack.

“Ah!”

Nathan sucked in a breath, the charm draining from his face in an instant. His smile vanished, replaced by a grimace of pain.

Sadie turned, startled.

Noah?

He stood there like a shadow forged from steel—imposing, still. A cold, metallic mask covered most of his face, leaving only his eyes visible—dark, unreadable, and chillingly calm.

was he doing

gaze locked onto

to

lay a hand on someone, make sure you can see clearly,” he said flatly,

single drop of sweat slid down

sharp chill

circulated for years—of the

who never revealed his face,

Ruthless. Calculated. Unshakable.

a man who matched every

exuded was undeniable—too controlled, too cold, too dangerous to be

his temple. He raised both hands slightly, as though to

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he said lightly. “Just a harmless joke with Ms. Hudson,

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