Chapter 167

Chapter 167:

Ignoring everything else, Noah leapt from the Maybach and scooped up Sadie, who was lying unconscious. “Sadie! Sadie!”

Her face was pale, devoid of any color, and the wound on her forehead was bleeding. Noah’s heart felt heavy with dread.

“Get us to a hospital, fast!” he shouted as he carried Sadie back to the Maybach.

The driver, deeply shaken, quickly started the car and sped towards the nearest hospital.

Noah burst through the hospital doors, Sadie in his arms. The smell of antiseptic hung heavy in the air as the bright lights of the emergency room bore down.

Outside the emergency room, Noah paced, fraught with worry. “Doctor, what’s her condition?” Noah asked urgently as the doctor emerged.

With a calm expression, the doctor removed his mask and replied, “She’s not seriously injured. The shock and fear caused her to faint. We’ve treated the wound on her forehead. She needs rest now.”

A sense of relief washed over Noah. “Thank you, doctor.”

He pushed open the hospital room door and approached Sadie’s bedside, observing her in silence.

“Alex…” Sadie murmured faintly, breaking the silence.

Noah’s face clouded over instantly, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles whitening.

He left the room without saying a word.

Stopping at the doorway, Noah took a deep breath and pulled out his phone to call Samuel.

“Samuel, manage the aftermath of the car accident. Keep it quiet, no media leaks,” he instructed, pausing briefly before continuing, “And gather all the recent information on Sadie. I want every detail.”

“Will do, Mr. Wall,” Samuel responded respectfully on the other end.

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After hanging up, Noah exited the hospital, not looking back.

Back in the room, Sadie’s eyelashes twitched as she slowly regained consciousness.

“Water…” Her voice was hoarse and weak.

“You’re awake, Sadie,” a gentle voice filled with underlying tension said near her.

Sadie blinked open her eyes, her vision gradually focusing on Alex’s worried face.

“Alex, was it you who rescued me?” she asked, her eyes brimming with gratitude as she gripped his hand.

Alex was momentarily taken aback, remembering that when he arrived earlier, he had seen Noah leaving.

In the end, Alex responded while holding Sadie’s hand, “I’m just relieved you’re safe…”

Elsewhere, Kyla was pacing worriedly.

She fumed over Byrum’s foolishness. He had actually managed to get himself killed in a car accident.

Kyla had only intended for Byrum to undermine Sadie. Who could have imagined it would end his life?

“That’s good news, actually…” she murmured under her breath, a sinister smile forming on her pale face. “The dead don’t speak.”

She could not let this incident trace back to her.

Just then, a gentle knock sounded at the office door. Samuel stood at the entrance, his posture respectful. “Miss Wade—Wall has requested to see you.”

Kyla felt her chest tighten, but she masked her anxiety with a composed expression. “Got it,” she replied smoothly, taking a deep breath to calm her rising panic.

She followed Samuel to Noah’s office, where she immediately noticed him sitting on the sofa, a glass of red wine in hand, swirling it thoughtfully.

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