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Chapter 1

"Patient 457, someone's here to collect you," an orderly yelled from the main door.With stiff, puppet-like movements, I stood up and then slowly followed the orderly out.When I neared the door, the orderly pressed a stun baton to my back and threatened in a low voice, "You'd better not run your mouth after leaving. Otherwise, we'll have our ways to get you back in here. Do you get what I mean?"A chill ran down my spine, and I quickly answered, "I won't! I promise!"Running out of patience, the orderly pinched my cheeks and said, "Just smile already!"With practiced efficiency, I flashed a textbook-perfect smile at the orderly. Then, I raised my head and saw Noah Howell.He was leaning by the car with his head lowered, taking a drag of his cigarette.Noticing my approach, he snuffed out the cigarette and opened the car door. In a commanding tone, he said, "Get inside.""Thank you, Mr. Howell!" I thanked him fearfully before getting into the car.Noah held the door open. With

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Chapter 2

By the time I returned to the Howell residence, it had begun to snow outside.Inside, it was warm and comfortable. However, I felt as though ants were crawling all over my body, gnawing at me.I wished I could escape right there and then.In the past, I had been afraid of the cold.However, back in the sanitarium, they would dunk me into ice water repeatedly or force me to kneel in the snow and repent for my "sins" whenever Isabella visited.The chill from the ice water seeped deep into my bones, and kneeling in thin clothes on ice made me feel even worse.Over time, I developed severe rheumatism. Now, even the slightest heat would make my joints go numb, ache, and swell.Suppressing the urge to scratch myself, I stood at the doorway, barefoot and at a loss for what to do.Once, my pair of bunny slippers had been placed here just for me. Now, in their place sat a pair of bright red, fluffy women's slippers. They weren't mine—likely belonging to Isabella.Noticing me frozen at

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Chapter 3

Isabella Dawson was Noah's dream woman.Over three years ago, Isabella and Noah had argued for some reason. Out of spite, she had gone overseas to further her studies.From that moment on, everyone knew they'd better not mention Isabella's name in front of Noah.Surprisingly, that was something I had overheard during my engagement ceremony.A woman asked, "Why did Mr. Howell suddenly get engaged to this random girl?"Another one replied, "Oh, you didn't know? I heard she resembles Isabella. She's probably just a substitute."After they finished gossiping and left, I walked out of the restroom stall.Back then, staring into the mirror, I had stubbornly encouraged the young woman staring back at me."Don't listen to their nonsense. It was your persistence and sincerity that moved Noah. He doesn't think of you as a substitute," I said.That was what I had thought until Isabella showed up on the day of our wedding.Right after we exchanged rings, the banquet hall doors suddenly s

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Chapter 4

To avoid being tracked down, I quickly rented a place, changed my phone number, and even got myself a fake ID.But with no education or connections under that false identity, the only job I could find was as a waitress at a restaurant.For three months, I lived peacefully. Every day, I worked from morning to night. It was so exhausting that I would collapse into bed as soon as I got home.I did my job well and was soon promoted to floor supervisor.One day, the boss, Jayden Omar, asked me to serve a very important guest in a private room.I entered the room with the dish runner, politely opening the door, only to hear a stunned yet delighted voice. "Sadie?"The tray slipped from my hands, falling to the floor. Soup splattered all across my uniform.Noah strode toward me and grabbed me tightly, his voice trembling. "Sadie, I've been looking everywhere for you!"Jayden rushed in at the commotion. Seeing the scene, he assumed the guest was bullying me.He shielded me behind him

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Chapter 5

When I was in a daze, I heard the muffled conversation between the doctor and Noah."Her body has suffered severe abuse. As for her mental state, we'll need to continue assessments after the patient wakes up. The patient appears to have had a miscarriage that wasn't treated properly. At present, there are complications in the uterus…"I jolted upright. "What? Doctor, what miscarriage are you talking about?"The doctor looked at me in surprise. "Don't you know? You had a miscarriage within the past year."Miscarriage…And then it struck me.My monthly cycle had never been regular. But after I married Noah, there had been once when I hadn't had my period for two months.During that time, I had been constantly nauseous, and I had even thought about going to the hospital to check if my stomach problem had flared up again.But before I could, Isabella had appeared at my door with a test report. And then I had been sent to the sanitarium.That night, after I had been violated, the b

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Chapter 6

Nemera followed Noah back to the Howell residence.At the doorway, she paused. Her gaze fell upon the slippers by the entrance. She looked desolate as she pointed at them. "I remember… There used to be a pair of rabbit slippers here. Are these Isabella's?"Noah froze. "I never really paid attention. She left behind this new pair of shoes and kept saying she'd come pick them up, but never did. As for your rabbit slippers… Martha!"He called for Martha Hopkins, the housekeeper. Martha rubbed her hands nervously and answered, "One time, Ms. Dawson came over and dirtied those rabbit slippers. She told me to throw them away."Noah's face darkened. "If you're following everything Isabella says, perhaps you should consider working for the Dawson family instead."Nemera tugged gently at his sleeve. "Noah, don't blame Martha. Everyone knows Isabella is your dream woman."Her words cut into his heart like a blade. He could only reply stiffly, "Sadie, don't misunderstand. Yes, she and I did

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Chapter 7

With that, Nemera became Noah's assistant.She was clever and diligent. It didn't take her long to understand the company's core businesses and key profit points.She began accompanying Noah to various banquets, where he introduced her solemnly as his personal assistant, Ms. Carrington.It was as though she was born with the ability to read and control emotions, whether when she was dealing with Noah, Howell Corporation's suppliers and partners, or even Isabella.At first, Isabella had no idea that Ms. Carrington was actually me, Sadie. She had always assumed I had simply disappeared.And Noah, who didn't want "Sadie" to be reminded of her painful past, deliberately avoided contact with Isabella whenever possible.Until one night, at a business banquet, Isabella finally confronted him in a fury. "Noah! Why have you been avoiding me lately? My family says Howell Corporation has been snatching away many of our projects. What's going on?"Nemera deliberately had a waiter approach a

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Chapter 8

That morning, the top headline on the financial news read, "Dawson Group Accused of Tax Evasion. Key Executives Summoned for Investigation".This was the result of Nemera and Noah working together.The Dawson and Howell families had collaborated for years. With just a bit of digging, countless shady dealings came to light.Moreover, Noah had already planted people within the Dawsons, and they had been instrumental in gathering evidence.That very same evening, another headline dominated the social pages, "Police Raid Abusive Sanitarium Masquerading as Rehabilitation Facility."The internet quickly uncovered that its major shareholder was none other than Dawson Corporation.Countless rescued patients came forward with testimonies of abuse. Within ten minutes, the videos of their stories had surpassed 100 million views.For the first time, the public realized that such blatant atrocities had actually happened in those institutions.Soon after, the trending searches were once agai

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