?Chapter 243:


    Remy From The Breaker


    Alice felt warmth spread through her heart.


    Norah, ever so dedicated, had visited her every day in the hospital, tending to her wounds and buoying her spirits.


    “Okay, I’ll ept it. But where is Sean? He didn’t apany you today?” Alice asked.


    A grin that said more than words spread across Norah’s face. “Sean had to address an urgent matter at thepany in Ond, so he and Phillip sped off. I’m here solo.” Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, she reassured Alice, “He sent over two people from Sacredice to ensure I’m safe, so you’ve got no reason to fret over me.”


    A quizzical look crossed Alice’s face. “Sean must have quite the fortune. Employing protection, even just for a day, can’t be cheap.”


    Norah had once stumbled across an online discussion about their fees, which ranged wildly from one million to ten million, all for a single day’s work. One would need deep pockets to engage a bodyguard from Sacredice.


    “I’ve never asked him about these things,” Norah confessed as she tidied up and settled beside the bed. “I had argued that a bodyguard was unnecessary, but he wouldn’t have it.”


    Sacredice’s bodyguards were like phantoms, materializing only when peril loomed.


    “Sean’s got a big heart for you.” Alice let out a sigh. “His absence is unusual. Fill me in on the details about him.” Whenever Aliceid eyes on Norah, Sean seemed to be Norah’s shadow, which made some questions tricky for Alice to ask and for Norah to answer.


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    With a yful twinkle in her eye, Norah began recounting the adventures she and Sean had embarked on together.


    A longing sigh escaped Alice. “It’s evident. With charm and grace, how could you not have admirers trailing you? Sean’s a catch. I’m eagerly anticipating your wedding. I can hardly wait to be your bridesmaid, standing by your side, holding your bouquet.”


    “You’ll surely be by my side that day,” Norah murmured, her mind adrift with the imagination of her wedding day with Sean. She yearned to bask in the joy the wedding promised.


    As the twilight hours enveloped the hospital, Norah meandered toward the exit, her gaze bending as she reached out to Sean. Earlier, Sean had promised to pick her up for dinner after his workday, so she had opted to hail a taxi directly to the hospital to visit Alice.


    The moment her fingers graced the screen of her phone, the air split with the intent of violence. It was a punch aimed at her, but Norah, with agility, executed a backflip, narrowly evading harm.


    Her assant stood revealed.


    It was a towering man, his fists massive and intent, meeting Norah’s in a thud that spoke of brute strength.


    “Oh? Not bad,” he grunted, his surprise etching into his brow.


    “And you are?” Norah,posing herself and smoothing back her hair, took stock of her opponent.


    nking the towering figure were five men, all donned in ck, each marked with the emblem of a shattered peak.


    The hulking man introduced himself. “I’m Remy from the Breaker. You’re invited by our boss to join us in the East Zone.”


    With a collective step, the entourage edged closer, encircling Norah with calcted precision.


    Remy’s voice carried a note of grudging respect. “Figured you’d go down with one blow. Seems I was wrong.”


    “Now, make your choice. Will youe willingly, or must Ipel you?” His voice chilled the evening air.


    Norah’s gaze turned icy. “I despise being cornered into a choice.”


    Her challenge to Remy was direct and fierce. “Your options are simple—beat me, or meet your end.”


    A mocking smirk yed on Remy’s face as he regarded Norah, the scorn clear in his eyes.


    Norah stood poised, her attire a sleek ck ensembleplemented by high-top boots, her long hair styled into neat ponytails. In her stance, there was unspoken defiance, a surety that spoke volumes.


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