After Arya bounced, Sadie gave the room another once-over, saw everything was chill, and got ready for a bath and some downtime.

Just then, there was a knock. Joe's voice came through, "Sadie, can I come in?"

Sadie threw on her coat and opened the door, looking puzzled. "Joe, what's up?"

"I wanted to check on you. Were you freaked out?" Joe asked, sounding all concerned. "Ivan looked into it; just a regular car accident, no biggie. But I told them to beef up security at every checkpoint, just in case," he said, his voice soft. "Thanks for the effort," Sadie replied with a polite smile. "You should get some rest."

"I..." Joe hesitated, not wanting to bail.

"What's wrong?" Sadie asked, confused.

"I..." Joe took a deep breath and cautiously asked, "There's a bar on the estate. Wanna check it out with me?"

"Now?" Sadie frowned and gently turned him down. "Not the best time to go out."

"Huh?" Joe was confused. "What do you mean 'not a good time'? It's just past nine," he said, a bit puzzled and bummed. "Maybe another time," Sadie said, not interested. "You should get some rest. Good night."

With that, she shut the door.

Joe stood outside, feeling super bummed. He thought hanging out at the estate every day would bring them closer.

But Sadie never gave him a shot to be alone with her. Every time he tried, she politely dodged him. Today, he finally got the guts to ask her out, but she kindly shut him down.

All he could do was wait it out.

Joe sighed and walked away.

Inside, Sadie felt a bit speechless. She thought Joe lacked a sense of urgency and awareness.

Instead of being on high alert, he was asking her to hit up a bar.

But she got it. He'd had a smooth ride since he was a kid, never dealing with major drama, which made him kind and gentle but naturally lacking a sense of crisis.

Sadie shook her head, pushing those thoughts aside. Her main concern was the kids' safety. So she went to check on them.

Annika had already set up a rotation of four people to guard each kid, even while they slept. Luckily, the kids were carefree and loved the hustle and bustle, so they didn't mind. Only Noah, being sensitive, asked Sadie, "Mom, was the explosion this afternoon an attack?"

"It was a car accident," Sadie explained briefly. "Just being cautious. Don't worry, get some rest."

"Okay," Noah didn't push further and said softly, "Mom, you should rest early too. Mia and the three little girls played all day and are probably out cold now."

"Yeah, four of them in one room; it's a party," Sadie smiled, relieved at the thought of the kids. "Mia loves playing with them."

"I'm pretty boring. Mia must've been really bored with just me. Now that she has three sisters to play with, it's way better," Noah said, a bit self-deprecating.

"Are you bored?" Sadie asked with a smile.

"No, I'm not bored. I read, take online classes, and practice writing every day. I've got endless stuff to do," Noah said with a straight face. "But you, Mom, need to keep up with your treatment." "I know," Sadie hugged Noah. "Go to sleep now. I'll rest too."

"Good night, Mom!" Noah said.

"Good night, Noah!" Sadie kissed his forehead gently.

Sadie went back to her room and saw Joe drinking alone at the bar downstairs. She frowned slightly but didn't say anything and went straight to her room.

She felt a bit guilty toward Joe. Even though she didn't have any romantic feelings for him, she had agreed to his proposal and was now enjoying his care.

His daily life revolved around playing with the kids and trying to please her, and he had no sense of self. He was probably feeling repressed, which was why he seemed so down.

As she was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard the sound of cars outside. Sadie walked to the window to check and saw a convoy from the Louis Family, with as many as seven cars.

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