Chapter 1852

Enzo burst into the room, his eyes scanning the chaotic scene in an instant-Phils bloodied body on the floor, Sadie, wild-eyed and panting, her hands trembling.
Before Sadie could react, Enzo moved with swift precision, grabbing her by the shoulder and forcing her to the floor.
His grip was ironclad, and Sadie winced, her body crumpling under the pressure, Ah-my belly! she gasped, her voice laced with sudden panic.
A sharp, throbbing pain tore through her abdomen, and she said, Please… Spare me… Save my baby… But Enzos face remained stony; he was unmoved by her cries.
He knew the pregnancy was her shield, her weapon.
She had played this card too many times.
The door swung open, and more guards rushed in, their faces masks of confusion as they took in the scene.
Their eyes darted to Enzo for guidance.
Get the doctor in here, Enzo barked, his gaze flicking briefly to Sadie before landing on Phils crumpled form.
And check Phils condition.
Yes, sir, the guards responded promptly, moving quickly into action.
This wasnt the kind of place equipped with many doctors; Sadie always took priority, no matter what. Still, Enzo couldnt shake the gnawing worry that Phils injuries were too severe-that maybe they had already missed the window to save him.
He wanted to check on Phils condition first, only to learn that Phil was already dead from the guards.
Enzos jaw tightened as the reality hit.
He sighed.
Without a word, he motioned for the guards to take Phils body away, the weight of the situation pressing down on him.
He muttered, I told you before, Phil… Misplaced kindness often leads to trouble.
News of the distressing incident in the secret cell had swiftly reached Shawn, who rushed to inform Holden of the incident.
Mr.
Fredrick, Sadie had a premature labor.
She narrowly escaped death.
What should we do next with her? Handle it as you think best, Holden replied indifferently.
He absorbed Shawns update with a stony facade, indifferent to the matter.
From this point forward, Sadies being is your responsibility.
Understood, Shawn said with a nod, his head bowed.
Meanwhile, Ariana was engrossed in her work, seated on her hospital bed.
The mention of Sadies name made her pause her typing abruptly.
Once Shawn left, Ariana turned to Holden, asking about Sadie.
Holden, wishing to shield her from the turmoil, answered vaguely and changed the topic, asking Ariana about her work.
In a few days, our company plans to recruit new artists.
Were finalizing the promotional materials now, Ariana said.
I see, Holden murmured, approaching to affectionately tousle her hair.
Let me know if you need anything at all.
Ariana flashed a smile.
Youve been helping a lot with my work.
Holden smiled as well, pulling her into a tight hug, his forehead nestled gently against hers. His deep voice carried a comforting warmth.
Whats the big deal? Supporting you is part of my duties.
If it bothers you, just find a way to repay me.
And how should I do that? Ariana responded, her voice laced with curiosity.
The next second, Holden leaned in and kissed her.
Ariana laughed, playfully shoving him back and telling him to quit his antics.
Meanwhile, in the basement.
Sadie was holding a bundle of cloth tightly.
Her gaze was empty as she gently caressed her cheek with the cloth, whispering, Adele, you are a good girl, no tears now.
Would you like some cake? Yes? When Daddy returns from work, he and I will take you to buy a cake.
Nearby, a doctor manipulated an ampoule meticulously, drawing all its contents into a thin syringe before pushing out the air bubbles.
He then turned and walked steadily toward Sadie.