Chapter 1017

What was his goal? Reconciliation? Manipulation?

Her lips curled into a cold grin. Without another thought, she yanked the curtains shut.

Out of sight. Out of mind.

Sadie’s vision swam as she stumbled back to her bedroom, her strength evaporating with each unsteady step.

She teetered on her feet momentarily before tumbling onto the plush mattress, her limbs heavy as stone.

Her eyelids drooped, consciousness slipping away like water through fingers as she surrendered to an unexpected slumber.

By evening, at Autumn Garden Villa, as amber sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the living room in a honeyed glow, Noah lingered by the window, tracking the sky’s gradual transformation from azure to indigo.

He narrowed his eyes, attention drawn to the luminous villa neighboring his own.

The sharp memory of today’s dismissal still pricked at his pride, refusing to fade.noveldrama

Sadie had clearly developed a bolder streak.

Yet paradoxically, her resistance only magnified her allure, each defiant gesture making her more fascinating.

A subtle smile played across Noah’s lips as an idea blossomed in his mind, taking root with surprising tenacity.

He squared his shoulders, smoothed the wrinkles from his collar with deliberate precision, and strode purposefully toward the exit.

At that moment, Jack bustled through the door, arms laden with takeout bags emblazoned with the distinctive Nilvana emblem. He’d ventured across town specifically to fetch dinner for his boss—and naturally, secured a portion for himself as well.

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As he crossed the threshold into the foyer, he saw Noah was heading toward the door.

Jack halted abruptly. “Boss, where are you going?”

Noah’s gaze darted to the fragrant bags clutched in Jack’s hands, his expression brightening. Impeccable timing. He advanced swiftly and took the packages.

“I’m paying my neighbor a considerate visit,” he announced with nonchalant ease, leaving Jack rooted to the spot, jaw slackened in disbelief.

Was his boss serious? Sadie’s security detail had unceremoniously ejected them mere hours ago—and now his boss was voluntarily returning to the scene of their humiliation?

And his boss had gone there with his meticulously selected dinner, no less!

A silent groan reverberated through Jack’s mind. Daily existence proved exhausting under a boss who treated established protocols as mere suggestions rather than binding directives.

With shoulders slumped in surrender, he hastened after Noah’s determined stride.

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