Chapter 875

Beneath that civility, however, Jarrett’s resentment burned. Did Sadie really believe that being engaged to Nathan gave her the right to assert dominance here? How naive.

Before the echo of his last word faded, a smooth voice cut clean through the tension at the doorway.

“Mr. Higgins makes a valid point.”

All heads turned sharply toward the source of the interruption.

A tall figure strode into the room with quiet command, his face partially concealed behind a cool, silver mask.

Everyone recognized him instantly—Patrick Noel, CEO of the Burgess Group.

His gaze swept deliberately across the room, pausing on no one in particular, yet missing nothing.

“However,” he continued, “from what I understand, Ms. Hudson and Mr. Nathan Higgins have only just made their engagement public. There’s been no formal engagement ceremony, let alone a wedding. Don’t you think it’s a little premature to call her a new bride, Mr. Higgins? Or has time begun to cloud your judgment?”noveldrama

His voice wasn’t loud, but each word struck with unshakable precision.

Rodger froze for a brief moment, then quickly rose to his feet, smoothing a polite smile onto his face as he moved forward to greet Noah.

The night before, Patrick’s assistant, Jack, had contacted Rodger with astonishing news: the Burgess Group was expressing serious interest in a strategic partnership with the Higgins Group. Even more impressive—Patrick himself would be arriving today to discuss the collaboration in person.

To Rodger, this was nothing short of monumental.

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Just three years ago, the Burgess Group had been a modest name in the business world. Now, it was a rising powerhouse, rapidly gaining international clout and standing nearly toe-to-toe with the Wall Group.

If the Higgins family could align themselves with such a formidable force, their influence would skyrocket overnight.

Rodger was practically beaming. His excitement bubbled over as he approached Noah with an enthusiastic smile, hand extended in greeting.

“Mr. Noel, it’s an honor to have you here!”

But Noah didn’t so much as glance in his direction. Without breaking stride, he brushed past Rodger entirely, leaving the outstretched hand suspended in awkward air.

The room fell into stunned silence at the cold dismissal.

Noah walked with purpose to the seat Rodger had just vacated—the one directly beside Sadie—and sat down.

With a fluid, almost regal motion, he adjusted the cuff of his sleeve. It was effortless, as if the seat beside Sadie had always belonged to him.

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