Chapter 33 Easy As Pie
With a sly smirk, Kyla leaned in, her crimson lips hovering near Sadie’s ear, whispering just loud enough for her alone to hear. “That’s right. I’m telling you that if I wanted to strip you of everything, it would be easy as pie.”
The heat of her breath tickled the sensitive skin behind Sadie’s ear, sending an involuntary shiver cascading down her spine.
Her fists clenched tightly, nails pressing into the flesh of her palms, Sadie fought the fierce urge to strike Kyla.
But this was their workplace, after all. Noah was right next door, separated only by a thin wall. Acting on impulse now would do nothing but backfire on her.
Kyla took silent pleasure in the way Sadie kept herself in check, as if savoring a secret triumph.
There was something deeply gratifying about seeing Sadie so visibly disturbed yet utterly powerless; it affirmed Kyla’s dominance, complete and undisputed.
Straightening up, Kyla smoothly transitioned back to her usual poised and polished demeanor. She cleared her throat slightly and raised her voice, ensuring everyone could hear her. “Sadie, I understand you haven’t been feeling great lately. Noah and I decided it’d be best for you to take a break and focus on recovering.”
Her voice was dripping with sweetness, her tone so tender, as if she genuinely cared for Sadie’s well–being.
Yet, a cold shiver crawled down Sadie’s spine as anger surged within her, bubbling dangerously close to the surface.
Her eyes widened in sheer disbelief as she fixed her piercing gaze on Kyla, her words coming out sharply through clenched
teeth.
“Who do you think you are to decide for me?”
The fury in Sadie’s eyes burned brightly.
She was baffled by Kyla’s audacity to interfere in her life, boldly taking it upon herself to dictate her actions at work!
Meanwhile, Kyla adopted the facade of an aggrieved innocent. Her eyes were tinged with red, yet her tone stayed soothing
and calm. “Sadie, don’t take this the wrong way. I’m only doing what’s best for you. You’ve been sick and overworking
yourself. I just don’t want you to collapse from exhaustion. Noah and I talked it over, and this is what we decided. Isn’t
that right, Noah?”
As the words left her lips, she glanced at Noah with feigned helplessness, as if seeking support, though no one had realized
when he had arrived at the door.
Noah, distinguished in a sharply tailored black suit that highlighted his stern posture and cold aura, gave a noncommittal “mm–hmm” before he advised, “Pushing, yourself while you’re unwell won’t do anyone any favors–it’ll just add to the
company’s burden.”
Sadie cast her gaze downward, masking the bitterness and despair swirling in her eyes, and murmured in a hushed tone,
“Understood, Mr. Wall.”
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