Chapter 44
Leaving Wall Group was a move she had to make.
The painful memories and the shadows of a fractured family that clung to this city were too much to bear.
There was no way in hell Noah would ever accept the existence of her child!
In the chaos of her mind, a sudden idea struck Sadie like lightning.
The Maple Group’s collaboration project—this could be her lifeline!
That project was highly profitable, and the planning department had been unable to secure it. If she could secure this project, it could mean not just a significant bonus, but also a chance to break away from Wall Group and rebuild her career in design.
A resolute spark ignited in Sadie’s eyes as she flung open her laptop, plunging into the depths of research about the Maple Group. The bluish hue from the screen bathed her face, casting her determined features in sharp relief.
“Got it!” she exclaimed triumphantly, her voice slicing through the silence as she snapped the laptop shut. The light flickered across her sharp, intent gaze, a testament to her sudden insight.
The morning whirled by as Sadie pieced together bits of intel on Roy Dominguez, the enigmatic CEO of Maple Group.
Her breakthrough came just before noon: Roy was slated for an afternoon of golf, aiming to unwind at a local club.
With no time to spare, Sadie threw essentials into her bag and darted out, her heart pounding with anticipation.
Her arrival at the golf course was perfectly timed, just minutes before two.
She exhaled a deep breath of relief and surveyed the upscale surroundings, yet Roy was nowhere to be seen.
Just as she stepped forward, a skeptical voice halted her. “Miss, do you have a reservation?”
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The staff member’s eyes swept over Sadie’s casual attire—a plain white T-shirt and jeans—looking completely out of place amid the venue’s usual glamour.
Sadie drew in a deep, steadying breath, steeling herself against any sign of vulnerability.
“I am Mr. Noah Wall’s secretary from Wall Group,” she declared, her voice a calm blend of composure and firm conviction. “He has sent me to discuss a potential collaboration with Mr. Dominguez from Maple Group.”
The staff member’s expression shifted dramatically, the initial wariness melting away to be replaced by respectful acknowledgment.
“Oh, you’re with Mr. Wall. I apologize for missing that.” With newfound courteousness, the staff member beamed and gestured ahead. “Right this way, please.”
Releasing a hushed sigh of relief, Sadie followed, her heart lightening with each step.
The golf course sprawled before her, a landscape tinged with familiarity—she had traversed these greens before alongside Noah, lending her a comforting sense of déjà vu.
Choosing a secluded bench, she settled down, extracting a meticulously prepared business proposal from her bag. She scanned the surroundings with practiced ease, her anticipation building quietly. Roy showed up soon after, accompanied by just a secretary. His arrival confirmed the intelligence she had gathered.
With no clients in sight, Roy appeared to be here purely for a leisurely day on the course, making her job a breeze.
Sadie drew a deep breath, steeling herself as she made her way toward Roy, who was leisurely sipping his coffee.
She offered him a measured smile, the kind meticulously practiced for professionalism.
“Hello, Mr. Dominguez. I’m Sadie Hudson, Mr. Wall’s secretary.” She introduced herself with a calm, dignified air.
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