Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Lost in thought and considering how best to convey her concerns to Devin, the unmistakable sound of Sadie’s voice echoed from the stairway’s summit.

“Quick, get all my things to the car. Be careful with them,” Sadie urgently exclaimed as she dashed down the grand staircase of the Fredrick manor. Her heels echoed loudly against the polished marble floors as she hastened toward the front door, her singular focus on arriving at a photoshoot punctually.

Upon bursting through the towering front doors, Sadie’s discerning eye caught sight of an immaculate almond-colored Bentley parked out front. It possessed a sleek silhouette, adorned with subtle modifications and decorative stickers, clearly a woman’s car.

Her brow furrowed, and she turned her attention to the portly middle -aged servant laboring under the weight of her numerous bags. She inquired sharply, “Do we have a guest?”

The servant straightened up, offering a polite response, “A child psychologist has arrived, Miss Pierre. She was invited to work with Miss Adele.”

Sadie’s scowl deepened. Hadn’t Holden mentioned that the psychologist would be a man? Why had it suddenly changed to a woman?

Annoyance surged within her. Sadie adamantly disliked any woman getting too close to Holden, having taken meticulous measures to prevent it. ALL staff around him had been replaced with men per her explicit request, and the remaining female servants had been sternly warned against being alone with Holden or engaging in casual conversation with him.

briefly contemplated abandoning the photoshoot to confront this unknown woman, but just then, her cellphone vibrated urgently. It was undoubtedly her

her teeth, Sadie acknowledged that there was no time to delay. Moreover, this advertising contract had been hard-won. She had pleaded and cajoled Holden tirelessly for months

at the front door. No matter who this woman was, she

posed

that woman,”

There are far too many audacious temptresses out there these days,

keep a vigilant eye on her,” the servant assured, nodding

air noticeably dissipated. At that moment, Ariana heard light footsteps descending the staircase. She turned to witness Adele descending rapidly,

over and gently halted the little girl’s progress, leading

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background information provided by the Fredrick family, Ariana understood that art lessons would serve as a means to assess Adele’s mental