Chapter 280

He grabbed the glass without hesitation and downed its contents in one swift motion.

Eva observed him with a trace of confusion flickering across her face.

After setting the glass back down, Noah felt an unusual warmth coursing through him. He frowned, puzzled by the odd sensation washing over him.

“What’s wrong, Noah? Are you feeling okay?” Eva asked, her voice laced with concern.

He nodded his head, dismissing her worries. Just as he was about to respond, a wave of dizziness overwhelmed him. His vision blurred, and the room seemed to whirl around him. Noah staggered, clutching the table’s edge to keep himself upright.

Sadie was engrossed in her design sketches, completely oblivious to the time slipping by.noveldrama

Only when the sky outside turned pitch black and the room’s light dimmed did she finally pause, rubbing her weary eyes.

A loud growl from her stomach signaled that it was dinner time. Stretching lazily, Sadie rose to relieve her stiff muscles. Her long, dark hair framed her face, accentuating her natural beauty as she moved.

A knock at the door interrupted the silence.

“Come in.”

The door swung open, and a uniformed servant stepped in, a tray in hand and a respectful smile on his face. “Miss Hudson, your dinner is served.”

He set the tray on the table, lifted the lid, and unveiled a spread of delicate dishes, a tempting scent wafting through the air.

Sadie’s eyes widened in recognition of her favorites. A hint of surprise crossed her face. Had Eva planned this surprise?

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“Thank you,” she said warmly, rewarding the servant with a smile. She then settled at the table and reached for her fork.

She bit into the glazed chicken, letting the tangy-sweet sauce coat her tongue. The tender meat practically melted in her mouth.

The meal was delicious, and Sadie relished each bite. Yet, during the meal, a curious thought struck her. She puzzled over how Eva could know her favorite dishes, as she had never mentioned them.

Once her plate was clean, Sadie returned to her work. The design was finally coming together, prompting a deep sigh of relief from her.

The peacefulness of the room was suddenly shattered by the ringing of her phone.

As Sadie picked up her phone, she saw Alex’s name on the display. She paused, then decisively pressed the answer button.

“Sadie, where are you?” Alex’s voice rang out, tense with urgency.

“I’m at Stonemont Estate,” Sadie responded briefly. “I’m here to discuss a potential collaboration with Ms. Shaw.”

“Stonemont Estate?” Alex’s confusion was evident. “And you’re still there at this hour?”

“I’m stranded; the mountain road was destroyed by the rain. I won’t be able to return until tomorrow,” she explained. Silence followed from Alex’s side for a moment.

“I’ll drive over to pick you up tomorrow,” Alex finally said.

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