Chapter 866

Chapter 866:

Nathan stood frozen, staring at the door, stunned.

“Properly treated”? What did that mean?

He turned slowly—and found Jack advancing toward him, cracking his knuckles as he came. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes told another story. Cold. Calculating. Focused.

Nathan swallowed hard and offered a shaky grin.

“Hey, buddy, can we maybe talk this out? We’re civilized men, right? Let’s use our words—no need for fists.”

Jack didn’t answer.

There was no escaping the beating today. Nathan’s stomach sank. He glanced at the floor, then back at Jack.

“Okay, okay. Just—maybe not the face? I still need it to make a living.”

At that exact moment, the door to the adjacent room creaked open.

Sadie froze when she saw Noah standing just outside. Her first instinct was to shut the door and retreat.

What was he doing here?

Noah’s eyes darkened. He moved without hesitation. Before she could react, he gripped the handle and pushed the door open, stepping inside.

Caught off guard, Sadie took a step back, her expression hardening.

“Mr. Noel, don’t you think it’s rude to barge into someone’s room like this?” she said coldly. “Neither of us is single now. If anyone finds out we’re alone in here, it wouldn’t look right. Please leave.”

Every word was deliberate, each one carefully drawing a line between them.

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Shouldn’t he be with Hailey? Why was he here?

Her cold dismissal pushed Noah over the edge. The frustration he’d been suppressing broke free.

Without a word, he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

He leaned down, his breath brushing against her ear as he spoke, voice uncharacteristically soft.

“Sadie, I know you only got engaged to Nathan to deal with Jarrett. But you don’t have to go this far. Nathan’s not worth it.”

He could give her everything—so why did she keep pushing him away?

Sadie froze for a beat, then shoved him back with force. She moved quickly, putting distance between them.

How dare he?

“My affairs are none of your business, Mr. Noel.”

She turned to the intercom and pressed the button.

“Please send security to my room. There’s an intruder.”

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