Chapter 467 The Mask Was
Removed
Just then, a soft chime echoed through the hallway as the elevator doors parted.
The thugs loitering nearby instinctively turned, assuming Sutton had returned.
However, when their eyes landed on the occupants inside, their bodies stiffened.
Inside the elevator stood a group of men, with a towering figure leading them.
Even with most of his face hidden behind a silver mask, his presence exuded an intimidating authority that demanded immediate attention. His sharp gaze alone sent a cold shiver through their bones.
It was Patrick, CEO of Burgess Group.
Behind him stood Samuel and a squad of gram–faced guards clad in dark attire.
A suffocating tension filled the hallway, draining the color from the thugs‘ faces.
None of them had anticipated Patrick appearing here–and from the aura he carried, it was clear he wasn’t here for idle talk.
A crushing dread weighed on their chests.
“Deal with them,” Noah commanded, his tone steely and absolute, leaving no room for hesitation.
Samuel’s spine straightened as he snapped, “Understood!”
Without missing a beat, the guards surged forward, surrounding the thugs in a swift and coordinated strike.
In a panic, the thugs collapsed to their knees, frantically begging, “Mr. Noel, please! We were only obeying orders! Spare us!”
Noah remained unmoved, his icy stare directed at the door ahead.
With a swift motion, he kicked it open, the crash reverberating through the room.
A thick, suffocating odor assaulted his senses as the door swung inward. His expression darkened.
Beneath the dim glow, Noah spotted a burly man sprawled across the bed, pawing at the woman beneath him.
The frail figure beneath the brute trembled, her clothing in disarray–it was Sadie.
A surge of white–hot rage coursed through Noah, veins bulging at his temples.
Fury consumed him.
Without a moment’s pause, he strode over, yanked the thug up by the collar, and hurled him across the room like a ragdoll
The man slammed against the floor, letting out a guttural scream.
Noah’s glare grew colder as he turned back to the bed.
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Sadie lay unconscious, cheeks burning with redness, her breaths shallow and labored.
Torn fabric exposed streaks of her skin, flushed with an unsettling redness.
His chest tightened painfully at the sight.
Noah shrugged off his jacket and tenderly laid it over Sadie, shielding her from the cold air.
The thug on the floor scrambled upright, terror etched into his face.
Before he could make a move, Noah’s piercing gaze locked onto him, freezing him in place. His breath hitched, his entire body going rigid with fear.
Moments later, Samuel entered, absorbing the grim scene in a heartbeat. Wordlessly, he grabbed the thug and dragged him
from the room.
In his frantic struggle, the thug accidentally slammed the bedroom door shut.
Noah bent down, carefully lifting Sadie into his arms.
Her feverish body pressed against him, her faint fragrance clinging to him like a spell.
He instinctively tightened his grip, feeling a rush of emotion at the familiar warmth.
As he gazed down at her, he couldn’t help but notice her ethereal beauty–the flawless lines of her face, her porcelain skin glowing faintly in the soft light. Her parted tips trembled, a quiet whimper escaping as her fevered state deepened.
That fragile image unlocked a vague memory buried deep within him.
Noah’s heart skipped a beat.
Just as he prepared to leave, Sadie stirred, heat coursing through her as she writhed weakly in his arms.
Her lashes fluttered open, revealing eyes clouded by heat.
The first thing she saw was the silver mask–and
the dark, familiar eyes behind it. Something in them tugged at her, both foreign and familiar.
She wanted to see the face hidden beneath, but before she could think, her body instinctively curled closer to the warmth
holding her. A soft murmur escaped her lips. “Noah…”
Noah tensed.
Had she just spoken his name?
At the Glory Jewelry Exhibition, he thought it had been a hallucination.
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