Chapter 510

Chapter 510:

“Listen carefully, Alex. If you weren’t Averi’s biological father, you’d be dead already.”

Noah’s enunciation of “Averi’s biological father” carried a venom that underscored his deep loathing.

He hated Alex to the core.

He despised Alex for the anguish Sadie endured.

And he resented even more that Alex was Averi’s father.

This fact was a thorn in his heart, a source of relentless agony.

“You…”

Overpowered by Noah’s dominating presence, Alex opened his mouth but found himself speechless.

“Fuck off!” Noah pushed Alex away with force.

“You have no right to see her. From this moment on, stay away from Sadie and me, or I won’t hold back.”

Reeling from the shove, Alex staggered back, his complexion ashen, his lips trembling. “Noah… you…”

He tried to speak, but it was as if his throat was sealed, no sound escaping.

“You all, keep watch!” Noah commanded the bodyguards stationed at the door. “Without my express permission, no one is allowed to approach this hospital room. Anyone who tries, break their legs and throw them out!”

“Understood, Mr. Wall!” the bodyguards answered in unison.

Their gazes upon Alex were filled with vigilance and undisguised hostility. Alex looked from Noah to the formidable bodyguards, realizing he wouldn’t get past them today.

With a heavy heart, he turned and slowly walked away.

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The harsh, clinical lights of the hospital corridor cast long shadows behind his retreating figure.

His footsteps echoed, growing fainter until they were swallowed by the silence of the corridor, the tension finally beginning to ease.

At the Howe family’s elegant villa, the soft glow of a crystal chandelier bathed the living room in warm light.

Susannah reclined on a plush leather sofa, delicately using a silver fork to enjoy a slice of cantaloupe.

“Mmm. This cantaloupe is so sweet,” she murmured, closing her eyes in delight, a content smile playing on her lips.

Beside her, Terrance was engrossed in a financial newspaper, casting occasional admiring glances her way.

“If you enjoy it, have some more,” Terrance’s voice was deep and gentle.

“Certainly,” Susannah replied, picking up another slice.

Nearby, a young girl in an off-white dress sat quietly, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, radiating a serene grace.

This was Aliza. She watched Susannah and Terrance with a gentle smile, appearing every bit the obedient daughter.

“Aliza, try some too,” Susannah suggested warmly.

“Thank you, Mrs. Howe,” Aliza responded, taking a small bite of an apple.

“Don’t mention it. We’re like family here,” Susannah said, teasing her lightly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by a loud crash as the villa’s front door was violently swung open.

Alex stormed in, his face marred by bruises and a blood-stained lip. His suit was wrinkled, reflecting his disarray. Yet, more alarming than his disheveled appearance was the cold fury in his eyes.

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