Frustrated, Sadie stared at her phone screen, biting her lip.
She resolved to try that number again.
This time, she decided to use Holden's phone.
Distracted by her thoughts, she exited her room and ran into Devin, who was leaving Holden's study with the
empty glass she had earlier filled.
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She assumed Holden had consumed the juice she had brought.
Once Devin disappeared from sight, she texted Zayden, “Mission accomplished.”
Zayden'’s response cquick.
“Well done. Meettonight at ISB mansion, 6th floor, private room.”
Her eyebrows knitting together, Sadie replied, “What are you planning now?”
To her astonishment, Zayden responded, “Isn't today your birthday? Just thought I'd celebrate it for you.”
His response only deepened Sadie’s frown.
Zayden'’s words seemed out of place.
Today wasn’t her birthday, or...
A realization hit Sadie like a ton of bricks; her face drained of color.
Her legs gave out, and she nearly collapsed, her hand shooting out to find support against a wall.
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“He's onto me,” she whispered, disbelief evident in her voice.
The terror was real. Today marked her birth, but it was a different life, not as Sadie but as someone she had left
behind.
That evening, using dinner with her manager as an excuse, Sadie ventured out.
Wrapped up snugly in her car, she reached the destination Zayden had specified.
Inside, it was as Zayden had promised-a birthday surprise.