Chapter 189

Chapter 189:

“Come in,” Laura answered, her voice slightly raspy.

Sadie stepped inside and found Laura sitting upright, a distant look in her eyes.

“We’re moving today!” Sadie informed her.

“Moving? To where?” Laura asked, her brow knitting together in confusion.

“To the new place. It’s more spacious and comfortable,” Sadie explained gently.

“I’m not going,” Laura declared firmly. “I’ve been here forever—this place means too much to me. I won’t leave.”

Sadie knew Laura well—once she made a decision, changing her mind was nearly impossible. Having spent decades in the faculty housing, Laura had developed a deep attachment to her surroundings. Asking her to move was no small request. Though frustrated, Sadie also sympathized with Laura’s reluctance. For the elderly, familiarity often held more value than anything else. Taking a measured breath, Sadie softened her tone. “Alright, I understand.” Laura remained silent.

Sadie stepped out of the room and called Carol once more. “My grandmother won’t be coming with us for now. Stay here for a few days to look after her. Let me know if anything happens.”

“Understood, Sadie. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her,” Carol assured.

Ending the call, Sadie felt as if a burden had been lifted.

Meanwhile, in the design department of Wall Group, tension hung thick in the air, interrupted only by the rhythmic tapping of keyboards. Noah emerged from the elevator, his tailored charcoal suit fitting him flawlessly, his imposing presence bringing an abrupt hush to the room. He swept his gaze over the office, but the person he was searching for was nowhere to be seen.

His brows knitted slightly, and in a crisp tone, he asked, “Where is Sadie?”

Jordyn had been idly pretending to work, but in reality, her thoughts had long since drifted far away. Noah’s arrival sent a thrill through her. This was an unexpected stroke of luck! Kyla was nothing in comparison to Noah. If she could capture Noah’s heart, everything could change.

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She immediately abandoned her pretense of working, her heels clicking as she swayed gracefully toward him. Today, she had deliberately chosen a fitted blush-pink dress that gave her a delicate, alluring look. Lowering her gaze ever so slightly to highlight her elegant neckline, she spoke in a syrupy voice, feigning shyness. “Mr. Wall, Sadie requested the day off.”

Noah’s eyes flicked toward her briefly, his face unreadable. “She took a day off? For what reason?”

Jordyn’s pulse quickened, but she softened her expression. “She… mentioned she was relocating.” Noah’s frown deepened.

Without another word, he turned on his heel and strode out of the office, leaving Jordyn standing there, her smile stiffening. She watched his retreating figure, frustration simmering inside her. She had hoped to seize this opportunity to leave a lasting impression, yet he had walked away without a second glance.

Jordyn clenched her jaw, her lips pressing together in irritation. With an annoyed huff, she spun on her heel and stormed back to her desk, snatching up her phone.

Just then, the device buzzed in her grip.

“Hello?” She answered, her tone laced with annoyance.

“Jordyn, I’ve got fantastic news for you!” an excited voice chirped on the other end.

“What’s so fantastic? I’m not in the mood for this,” she snapped.

“Vision Clash will be attended by Sandra, the former lead designer of Majestic Ego! She will make a personal appearance as the event’s chief judge!”

Jordyn froze for a moment before a wicked grin stretched across her face. Sandra? The enigmatic genius who had taken the fashion world by storm? The only designer who had surpassed all designers in the industry in recent years? That name was legendary! No images of her had ever surfaced, adding to her elusive reputation. The public only knew her creations were masterpieces—but her true identity remained a secret.

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