Chapter 137 Don’t Cross My
Bottom Line
Noah hesitated for a moment, his indecision palpable even over the phone.
Kyla, sensing his hesitation, sounded even more aggrieved. “Noah, have you forgotten what you promised me?”
Noah took a deep breath. “I’ll be back right away.”
He ended the call and turned to Sadie. “Kyla isn’t feeling well. I need to go back.”
Sadie remained silent, her gaze steady on him.
She felt no need to respond.
Kyla’s wellbeing was not her concern.
“Sadie…” Noah started, as if he wanted to explain further, but then he stopped himself.
He stood up, collected his coat, and left the restaurant without another glance.
Sadie watched him leave, feeling a chill settle over her heart.
It was clear as ever; Kyla was always his priority.
And she, Sadie, was just a temporary fill–in.
With Noah gone, the fine dishes before her lost all appeal.
She took a sip of water, settled the bill, and left.
Meanwhile, Noah drove back to the Wall Group headquarters.
In the CEO’s office on the top floor, Kyla was anxiously waiting on the sofa.
Her face brightened when Noah entered. She rushed to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Noah, you’re back!”
But Noah’s face was grim.
He gently but firmly pushed Kyla away. “What’s going on?”
Kyla, taken aback by his stern tone, faltered and said, “I… I wasn’t feeling well earlier…”
“Go to the hospital,” he said coldly.
Kyla’s expression revealed her guilt as her eyes darted around nervously. “Noah, actually… I’m feeling much better now. No need for a hospital visit.”
She watched Noah’s expression carefully, her voice tentative. “I–I hope I didn’t interrupt your meal with Sadie, did I?”
Noah’s brow furrowed, and he gripped her wrist a bit too sharply. “Kyla, I’ve tolerated a lot from you, but don’t cross my
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bottom line.”
Kyla stiffened.
Bottom line? Did he mean Sadie?
Kyla’s heart burned with resentment. Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered, “Noah, you’re hurting me.”
Noah abruptly released her wrist. “If you pull that stunt again, you won’t have a place here.”
Kyla’s face flushed with a mix of anger and humiliation.
“Noah, I’m sorry…” Her voice trembled, and tears filled her eyes. “I promise it won’t happen again.”
Despite her tearful, pitiful appearance, Noah remained stoic.
He didn’t spare her another glance as he turned and walked out of the office.
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