Chapter 125 Nothing
Nothing came of Sadie’s efforts.
Sadie bit her lower lip hard, striving to maintain her composure.
At this point, panic would serve no purpose.
“Call the police!” she commanded decisively. “Call them now!*
Simultaneously, Sadie began urgently creating a new batch of drafts.
Time was pressing, and every second was crucial.
She worked relentlessly, foregoing sleep and rest.
Reassuring the clients was also essential.
Handling the smaller clients proved manageable, but the largest client–Hank Lawrence, the CEO of Lawrence Group–posed the greatest challenge.
“Mr. Lawrence won’t see me?” Sadie massaged her temples, fatigue evident in her voice.
The assistant responded cautiously, “Yes, Miss Hudson. Mr. Lawrence’s secretary mentioned he’s been extremely busy and
can’t spare time for a meeting.”
This was the third time Sadie had been rebuffed.
“Find out what Mr. Lawrence has been involved in lately! And check his social circles too!” she instructed.
Shortly after, the assistant returned with information.
Hank’s wife, Leanna Lawrence, had her eye on a rare Hermes bag that was hard to acquire, even with ample funds.
An idea sparked in Sadie’s mind.
Perhaps leveraging Leanna could provide a breakthrough.
“Contact the Hermes store,” she directed her assistant. “Tell them I need that bag, regardless of the cost.”
The assistant paused momentarily, then quickly grasped the urgency. “Okay, Miss Hudson, I’ll handle it immediately.”
The assistant was prompt, and by the next day, there was good news. “Miss Hudson, it’s done!”
Sadie felt a wave of relief.
Securing Hank’s order would provide the studio with much–needed stability.
“Excellent, send me the address, and I’ll head there right away,” she responded.
Upon arriving at the Hermes store, Sadie encountered Isabel and Kyla.
Their presence was unwelcome, like an ill omen.
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Isabel, clad in opulent attire, lounged on the sofa while store employees showcased the latest handbags.
Kyla stood elegantly beside Isabel, her smile poised and courteous.
As soon as Isabel spotted Sadie, her expression soured, her eyes flashing with open disdain.
The atmosphere became tense.
Taking a deep breath, Sadie, having already noticed them, strove to remain composed.
“Oh, isn’t this Sadie?” Isabel’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “I didn’t expect you to still be around after three years.”
“It’s been a long time, Mrs. Wall,” Sadie responded, keeping her voice even.
“Well?” Isabel sneered, eyeing Sadie contemptuously. “I thought you had disappeared. So, have you climbed another social ladder and decided it was safe to show your face again?”
“Please show some respect, Mrs. Wall,” Sadie countered, her own expression hardening. She was not the same person who could be easily intimidated like she was three years ago.
Isabel laughed mockingly. “You were ousted from the Wall family. What right do you have to demand respect from me? If
it hadn’t been for Noah’s momentary lapse, did you really think you would have married into the Wall family?”
Sadie inhaled deeply, knowing arguing with Isabel was futile.
“Why the silence? Lost for words?” Isabel taunted. “What else can a woman like you do besides degrading yourself?”
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