Chapter 838

“Wait, don’t go! Didn’t you say you would marry me?”

She scrambled from under the covers, but Nathan had already left the room before she could even get out of bed.

Walking into the banquet hall, Nathan instantly spotted Sadie in the crowd. She was engaged in conversation with a handful of other guests.

Nathan could tell right then and there that she was not a simple woman.

After witnessing such an episode, most women would have either fled in horror or run off to gossip among their friends.

Yet here she was—elegant and composed—as she continued socializing with her peers.

She was very special, indeed.

Nathan’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as he made his way to her.

“Ms. Hudson, I’ve heard people say that you are charming—captivating, really—and I must say, you truly live up to your reputation.”

Nathan came to a stop just behind Sadie, leaning in with casual audacity.

A faint trail of cologne mixed with the tang of liquor drifted toward her.noveldrama

Sadie was listening to a business partner, her focus unwavering—until the subtle disruption drew her attention.

She frowned instinctively, turning to see who dared interrupt her, only to come face to face with a teasing gaze.

The effect was immediate. The business partners she’d been speaking with just moments ago visibly stiffened upon seeing Nathan. They mumbled excuses and all but fled.

Sadie didn’t need an introduction. She’d heard plenty about Nathan—the unruly heir of the powerful Higgins family in Beversea.

Their influence ran deep, and his reputation ran wild. Exactly the kind of man she had no patience for.

Without a word, she pivoted, not even offering the courtesy of a nod.

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Nathan blinked, clearly taken aback by her frosty dismissal.

But rather than offended, he looked intrigued. The corners of his mouth curled into a slow, deliberate smile, his interest clearly piqued.

Nathan extended an arm smoothly across her path, that signature mischievous smile playing on his lips—the kind that had likely opened too many doors with too little effort.

“Come on, Ms. Hudson, don’t be so cold,” he said, reaching casually as if to take her by the arm.

Sadie’s eyes narrowed.

She shifted, ready to dodge him—but someone else moved first.

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