She eagerly agreed, "Of course, I'll send it to you right away."

Following dinner, Sadie and Holden found themselves in the Living room. She idly toyed with her phone, anticipating the moment when Holden would go and put Adele to bed so that she could clandestinely enter Holden's study and locate the document Zayden had requested.

Finally, the time arrived for Adele to sleep, and Holden proceeded to her room to tuck her in as usual.

Seizing the opportunity, Sadie discreetly stashed her phone and tiptoed into Holden's study.

Zayden had merely mentioned the document's red cover, leaving her somewhat daunted by the vast and unfamiliar expanse of Holden's study.

Additionally, her anxiety and nerves conspired against her, causing her to unintentionally make noises as she moved about.

After an arduous journey to reach the desk, Sadie anxiously scoured its surface but failed to locate the red-covered document Zayden had alluded to.

At that precise moment, an unexpected tap landed on her shoulder.

The shock sent tremors through Sadie's entire body, leaving her frozen in place. It took every ounce of her courage for her to gradually turn around and confront the source of the disturbance.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a tuft of gray hair and spun around to discover Devin standing there, a cup of coffee in his hand. He inquired, "Miss Pierre, what brings you to this room?"

Seeing that it wasn't Holden, Sadie's tension ebbed, and she composed herself. She explained, “I... I believe I may have dropped an earring in here, so I came to search for it."

Devin refrained from probing further and instead asked, “And where is Mr. Fredrick? Shall I bring him the coffee?"

“He's in Adele's room," Sadie promptly replied.

Devin nodded and departed. Finally, Sadie could exhale a sigh of relief, but the recent scare had left her rattled. She didn't dare linger any longer and hastily exited the study.

After Adele was asleep, Holden returned to find Devin holding the coffee by the doorway.

Sensing that something was awry, he inquired, "What's the matter?"

Devin hesitated briefly before disclosing, "I heard some commotion in the study just now and found Miss Pierre rifling through some documents."

Holden took a sip of the coffee, his countenance inscrutable as he pondered for a moment before remarking, "I understand. Let's not address it immediately. We'll investigate her intentions."

Then he provided Devin with an address.

“Take Adele to this villa tomorrow for the consultation with the child psychologist."