Chapter 876

The room was stunned into further disbelief. No one understood what they were witnessing.

Even Sadie hadn’t expected such a bold and deliberate move. Her brows drew together slightly as she turned to look at Noah.

Their eyes met. And in that fleeting moment, something unspoken passed between them—a spark, sharp and undeniable.

Every gaze in the room slowly shifted to the pair seated side by side.

Was it just their imagination? The man, composed and enigmatic, cloaked in quiet power. The woman, poised and radiant, carrying an air of untouchable elegance. Together, they formed a striking tableau—an unlikely, yet hauntingly perfect harmony.

Meanwhile, Nathan sat awkwardly on the other side of Sadie, his swollen face doing little to hide just how out of place he felt.

The unspoken truth hung heavily in the air—Nathan’s presence now felt completely irrelevant. And that realization only made the situation more surreal.

Rodger remained frozen, his forced smile still plastered across his face, hand suspended mid-air like a forgotten prop. His mind raced to make sense of what he was seeing.

What was happening? The dynamic between Patrick and Sadie was far too intimate. What did this mean for his son Nathan? Was there more to the engagement than anyone had assumed?

Around the room, the elders exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions guarded, none daring to speak. The atmosphere had grown thick with uncertainty.noveldrama

Then Sadie laughed—soft, deliberate, and disarming.

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“Nathan and I are very much in love, even if we’re not married yet. And about where we’re seated…”

She paused, her gaze drifting across the elders, her eyes sharp beneath her composed exterior.

“I assumed it was arranged according to status. But if any of you gentlemen find it inappropriate, I’d be more than willing to move.”

Though her tone was polite, her words cut like glass.

With a single remark, she reaffirmed her relationship with Nathan while placing the weight of the seating decision squarely on the Higgins family.

Rodger’s smile faltered. A twitch of discomfort pulled at the corner of his mouth.

Sadie—young as she was—spoke with a poise and authority that left no room for rebuke.

After all, she was the chairwoman of the Wall Group. And with Patrick seated calmly beside her, exuding quiet dominance, Rodger knew better than to challenge her position.

Quickly, he composed himself, forcing his smile wider, his voice now laced with a touch of deference.

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