Lost Love and New Beginnings

Ten seconds after she sent the message, Sadie's phone rang.

She picked it up.

A cool, unrestrained male voice said, "You want me to snatch the bride? Aren't you worried I'll beat the good-for-nothing groom up?"

Sadie replied calmly, "You have the right to reject the offer. I can get someone else to do it.”

The man laughed in anger. There was a chilling tone in his voice. "Don't you dare!"

Sadie pursed her lips. "Just tell me if you're coming."

The man was silent for a long time.

It took him so long to answer that Sadie was about to hang up, thinking he was refusing her.

He suddenly spoke up, "I promised to let you go, Sadie, but you just had to come knocking on my door again. This time, you've lost the right to put a stop to this." The man's voice was husky.

Sadie nodded but realized he could not see her. She said, "I know."

"Ha!" the man exclaimed. He was curious. "Aren't you madly in love with him? You rejected me because of him and blocked my number. You even went as far as to set up a bet to force me out of Seaport. What happened? Did you get dumped?"

Sadie replied honestly, "Yes, I did. I was too blind to tell the difference between a man and a bastard."

The man was standing in front of French windows, looking out at the view from a random villa in Capitol City. He had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Remove me from your blacklist. And give me your address!"

"All right."

"Remember that I never make a losing deal."

"All right."

Sadie wandered aimlessly on the street after hanging up.

That man was the renowned Blake Walker of Seaport.

He appeared out of nowhere in Seaport five years ago. Government officials accompanied him wherever he went, and he had invested 30 billion to merge several large and medium-sized enterprises.

Blake changed the business world of Seaport with his capabilities, completely reshuffling its upper social circle.

He was known to be ruthless, and many business bigwigs still trembled with fear at the mention of his name, but there was nothing they could do about him.

Even the car his bodyguard drove was highly recognizable.

No one knew why someone so powerful from Capitol City set his sights on a small city like Seaport.

It was a mystery how he suddenly vanished overnight, right after he bought out half of Seaport two years ago.

However, the extent of his unscrupulous nature was such that even now, when Sadie needed to ask him for a favor, it made her grind her teeth in frustration.

Sadie spent the entire day out and only returned in the evening.

Chad immediately brought her a pair of house slippers when she walked through the door. He helped her put them on.

That was the reason some women preferred dating younger men.

He would help her put on a clean pair of house slippers when she came home and prepare hangover remedies for her when she drank too much.

Chad would quietly clean up after her whenever she drank too much and threw up everywhere.

If Sadie had not heard his conversation with his buddies, she would never have believed that he left her to be ravaged by other men all night, allowing them to leave love bites all over her.

Chad helped Sadie put on the slippers and asked carefully, "I found the bill for your hymenoplasty outside the door this afternoon. Did you come back earlier today?"

Sadie replied coolly, "I did, but I left because I had something to attend to."

Alarm flashed in Chad's eyes. He asked, "Did you see my friends when you came back this afternoon? They were looking forward to seeing you."

Sadie shook her head. "I left before coming inside. I had no idea we had company."

Chad was relieved when he heard her answer. He smiled sincerely. "I'll make sure to let you know the next time they visit."

Sadie glanced at him and said pointedly, "I'll get to meet them during the wedding."

Chad did not reply. He wanted to hug her like he usually did, but she dodged him.

"I just came home. I haven't taken my bath yet."

"That doesn't matter. You won't ever be dirty to me," Chad said while putting his hands over her shoulders. They walked to the dining room.

Another woman was seated at the table.

She was about Sadie’s age, and she looked adorable and innocent.

Chad pointed at her and introduced the woman. "This is my friend, Josie Moore.

"My company is about to get listed, which means I'll be getting busier. You're always skimping on food and never have proper meals, so I’m getting this foodie to accompany you for meals."

Sadie's eyes lowered. Josie Moore? This must be the Josie he was talking about with his buddies.

Chad was always using Sadie’s love for him to manipulate her into agreeing to all his requests.

Sadie never expected Chad to go as far as to bring Josie into their home.

When Sadie remained silent, Josie came over and pulled out a chair for Sadie, sticking her tongue out playfully. "Please have a seat, Sadie. Don't worry. Chad and I are only friends. If it upsets you that Chad's buddy is being a third wheel, I'm fine to leave."