Internally, Sadie seethed with rage, but before Zayden, she maintained a veneer of composure.

Uncertain of how much Zayden was aware of, she couldn't risk revealing her true emotions. If her past was dredged up, she would be in a more vulnerable situation.

So, Sadie swiftly composed herself and, with nonchalance, remarked, “Just a few photos. What do they prove? Even if Holden doesn't love me, I can secure my position as his wife. As long as I can marry him, what else do I need? But if Holden dies, then I'll have nothing left."

Upon hearing her words, Zayden squinted at her, letting out a scoff and shaking his head slowly. With mocking sympathy dripping from his voice, he said, “You're truly pitiable, resorting to such Lengths."

Sadie, already discontented, felt her ire surge at Zayden's words.

She couldn't help but lash out, “Shut your mouth!"

In that instant, Zayden leaned in, their breaths mingling as his face drew nearer to hers.

Sadie was taken aback.

Zayden's lips curved into a knowing smile as he whispered, his voice laden with seduction.

"Since you only seek wealth and prestige, I can offer you that, too. I am no less than Holden."

Sadie's gaze remained ensnared by Zayden's features, captivated by his charm.

While a hint of resemblance to Holden lingered in Zayden's features, he exuded an air of mischief, the aura of a wealthy playboy. His deep-set eyes and strong nose bridge only heightened his allure as a captivating flirt.

The car fell into an eerie silence, the only sounds their synchronized breaths. Sadie could feel his breath tantalizingly close, a palpable tension in the air.

Her gaze locked with Zayden's, their eyes entangled in a lingering connection.

Licking her lips, Sadie seemed nervous, poised for a kiss from Zayden.

Just as Sadie prepared for the kiss, Zayden abruptly withdrew, increasing the space between them. Then, he chuckled.

Sadie paused, then saw Zayden's playful smirk. Her face turned a shade of crimson.

"You think this is funny?"

Zayden put on a face of innocence.

"I didn't do anything. You might be overthinking things.”