Chapter 616

Chapter 616:

Sadie paused, struggling to steady her emotions. “The doctor mentioned a passerby on Belleley Road found my grandma and called for an ambulance. Why would she be there, all alone in the middle of nowhere? Who would do such a thing to her?”

Noah realized he could no longer withhold the truth from Sadie. “It was Kyla.”

Sadie’s body tensed, her eyes widening in shock. In an instant, she turned, poised to run out. She was determined to make Kyla pay for this.

Noah acted quickly, grabbing her and pulling her back into his arms. He held her tightly, leaving no room for escape. “Sadie, please calm down! I promise, I’ll make this right.”

“Noah, will you protect her again?”

With all her might, Sadie pushed him away and slapped him across the face. She stumbled backward, tears streaming down her face. The sting in her palm paled in comparison to the agony tearing through her heart.

She faced Noah, her eyes brimming with disappointment. How absurd! She had once naively believed—foolishly hoped—that he would change for her. But he hadn’t. He never would. Kyla would always be his priority.

Her voice shook with anger. “My grandma is dead! Do you understand? She’s gone! An eye for an eye—that’s the only justice now!”

Noah was momentarily taken aback, about to respond, but Alex intervened. “My team is already on their way to get Kyla. Sadie, trust me, she won’t escape justice.”

Sadie looked at Alex intently, then turned and walked away. She didn’t need anyone else to seek vengeance for her grandmother; she would handle it herself. Alex followed her immediately.

But as they exited the hospital morgue, a group of men in black suits quickly surrounded them. Clearly, this was Noah’s doing.

Noah emerged slowly, his expression inscrutable.

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Sadie faced him, disbelief in her eyes. Was he really going to stop her? Was he intending to confine her again?

“Kyla won’t escape the consequences. The law will deal with her. But you, Sadie—you can’t ruin your life over her.”

Noah raised his hand slightly, signaling to the bodyguards. “Take her home. She needs to rest.”

Sadie was led away, her movements devoid of energy.

Noah’s expression hardened as he turned to Alex.

“And you—if you act recklessly again, I guarantee the Howe family won’t recover.”

Alex’s face tightened slightly.

Noah strode past him, not looking back.

As he walked, he issued another order. “Arrange Mrs. Stewart’s funeral. Ensure it honors her wishes.”

“Yes, Mr. Wall,” the bodyguards replied immediately, springing into action.

Once in the car, Noah leaned back, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

After a long silence, he spoke, his voice icy. “Take me to Beresrett Apartments.”

The driver paused briefly but then started the car.

At Beresrett Apartments, Kyla was under house arrest, surrounded by several bodyguards in the living room. Their presence was oppressive.

The memory of the earlier bloody incident replayed in Kyla’s mind.

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