The Aston Martin sped away into the night.

Micah drove with one hand, the other resting on the window frame, a cigarette between his fingers. Sadie sat silently, her emotions in turmoil.

Being with a man like Micah was always intense and unpredictable. She felt as though no matter what she did or thought, he could see right through her. She was transparent to him and had no private thoughts to keep unless he lacked interest, in which case she could keep her secrets.

As such, she fiercely guarded the mystery surrounding her father's legacy.

Fortunately, Micah showed no interest in it, so there was no need for him to pry.

Lost in thought, Sadie suddenly heard her phone ring and saw that it was Brenda calling.

Sadie glanced at Micah and answered, "Brenda."

"Miss, it's so late. Why aren't you home yet? Is everything okay?" Brenda asked with concern.

"I'm fine. I'll be back later. You go to bed—"

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

"Mommy!"

Before Sadie could finish, her kids' voices calling for her came through the phone.

Startled, Sadie instinctively looked at Micah before turning away and covered her mouth to quietly reply, "Why are you still up?"

"Mommy, Mia wants a bedtime story. When are you coming back?"

Mia's adorable voice melted Sadie's heart. "Mommy will be home soon. It's already 11:00 p.m., time to sleep..."

Sadie stole another glance at Micah, fearing his anger.

He gazed straight ahead, his expression unreadable, but the tension in the air made the car's atmosphere heavy.

"Mommy, you're still working late?" Nathan grabbed the phone, his voice serious. "Is your boss keeping you from coming home? Just tell me his name, and I'll give him a piece of my mind." "No, it's not..." Sadie began to panic. "Nathan, you need to behave..."

"Give me the phone." Noah snatched the phone and asked in earnest, "Mommy, where are you? Are you safe?"

"I'm perfectly safe." Noticing Micah's darkening expression, Sadie quickly said, "Noah, be a good boy and take your brother and sister to bed. Mommy has to work."

"Got it, Mommy, don't worry..."

"Noah, I have to go now. Be good!"

Sadie hung up in a hurry and turned back to Micah with a timid gaze.

Micah remained silent, just snuffing out his cigarette and rolling up the window.

The silence became oppressive.

Sadie felt suffocated, her heart racing.

Today of all days was a bad one for him, and she shouldn't have made him angry...

Just when the tension had seemed to ease, it returned...

Suddenly, the car merged onto the freeway, speeding off into the distance.

Sadie grew more tense, pressed back into her seat. She didn't dared to move, and even her breathing was cautious.

After a long silence, Sadie couldn't help but ask, "Where are we headed?"

Micah still didn't speak.

"Don't be mad." Sadie looked at him with trepidation. "I just took a call..."

Micah finally spoke. "The kids, four years old, right?"

"Yes." Sadie instinctively responded.

"Before me or after?" Micah pressed.

"What?" Sadie panicked internally, uncertain of what to say.

"It must be after..." Micah concluded, "That night four years ago, it was your first time, no doubt about it."

On that night, she had bled a lot. Despite being under the influence of drugs and filled with passion, the genuine innocence of youth remained unmistakable.

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