The screen's contents elicited an involuntary leap in her heartbeat, a startling jolt of fear.

The message was from Zayden.

"Join me, at the three o'clock position to your left."

Sadie's face contorted, and she dared not glance back.

Flustered, she sneakily assessed Shawn.

Zayden's audacity was truly astounding.

Seeing Shawn here, he actually dared to ask her to go see him!

Sadie gathered her composure and addressed Shawn, “I'm feeling a bit under the weather. Could you watch over Adele for a moment? Wait for me in the restaurant."

Afterwards, she exited the restaurant and took a left turn at the back door, leading her to a dimly lit alleyway.

Parked in the shadowy alley was a sleek black sedan, Zayden's prized possession.

As she settled into the car, Sadie closed the door with a palpable surge of anger.

Zayden cast a nonchalant glance her way and remarked calmly, "This car is a limited edition that just hit the market last month. Please handle it with care."

Sadie sneered impatiently, “Why are you here now? Did you not see that Holden's subordinate is right beside me? And as for those files you wanted me to acquire, I've already given them to you. What else do you desire?"

Zayden smiled leisurely, crossing his legs.

"Naturally, there are other matters. Your abrupt withdrawal from the film without my consent has caused me considerable losses. I don't engage in unprofitable deals, so I've come to discuss compensation.”

Upon hearing this, Sadie's countenance darkened.

If it weren't for her desire to rebuild her image before Holden and her use of Adele to keep him close, she would never have abruptly left the film.

Zayden could have easily foreseen such a predicament, and it irked her.

Though she cursed Zayden inwardly, Sadie dared not argue with him.

"What kind of compensation do you seek?" she inquired.