?Chapter 317:


    Norah immediately recognized the man pushing the wheelchair. She nced at Sean, a hint of surprise in her expression, and eximed, “That’s Oscar from the Breaker!”


    Sean nodded. “We’re on our way there. I’ve got some help from the Sacredice. They’re armed and ready. Once we rescue Alice, we’ll move out.”


    When Sean received the news, he demonstrated remarkable efficiency and organization. He directed T to obtain the surveince video, assigned K to summon a team from the Sacredice, and then proceeded to the hospital with Phillip to collect Norah. All actions were executed with precision and decisiveness.


    “But I’m the only person that Alice knows in Lochdeer…” Norah murmured. Her words hung in the air,den with disbelief and realization. The connection between Alice and the Breaker was a revtion that never would have crossed Norah’s mind. “She didn’t tell me that she knew Oscar.”


    Recalling a past encounter when she was held captive by the Breaker, Norah’s confusion deepened. Despite confiding in Alice about the ordeal, Alice didn’t react or acknowledge any association with the Breaker, which left Norah even more puzzled and unsettled.


    Sean sighed. “We’ll get the answers when we rescue her. But for now, it seems she’s not in immediate danger.”


    The video footage showed Oscar appearing to be vignt and protective of Alice. The Breaker, a notorious gang in Lochdeer’s underworld, loomed as one of the most formidable. Alice, portrayed as an injured and vulnerable figure, stood at the center. Anxiety gripped Norah as she gazed out of the window. The passing scenery outside blurred into a mosaic of colors and shapes.


    As the lowered window invited the boisterous wind into the car, the gust tousled her long hair in a wild, untamed rhythm behind her. Sean reached out with hisrge hand and gently smoothed Norah’s unruly hair, a simple yet tender gesture that quietly reassured her. “Don’t worry. We’ll sort this out.”


    In a manner reflecting his personality, Sean’s voice, slightly raspy yet maic, cut through the wind with a tone of unwavering resolve. Cool, sharp, and somewhat strict, his words brushed past Norah’s ears like a soothing balm, grounding her and easing her jittery nerves.


    With Norah feeling more rxed, she drew on her childhood friendship with Alice and her insight into Alice’s character, surmising that Alice had decisively chosen to leave with Oscar.


    Sean’s sleek ck car surged forward at full speed, driven by an urgency matching Norah’s thoughts. It swiftly vanished from sight as the road curved ahead.


    Meanwhile, Oscar crouched by the door at the Breaker’s base and lit a cigarette. Exhaling a plume of smoke, he heard Alice’s sobs echoing in the background.


    “Women are a nuisance,” Oscar muttered, her crying grating on his nerves. He spat to the side with a disdainful snort. Holding the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, Oscar drew a long drag.


    Inside the room, Riss’ voice was soft, and Oscar couldn’t make out his words. Right then, a man approached Oscar and discreetly shared some information. “Sir, several people from Cend havee to the gate. They im they’re searching for Miss Shaw.” Oscar stood up, flicking the cigarette and crushing it beneath his boot. “Let’s see what they want.”


    His guards trailed behind as they made their way out. One of them added, “There’s a stunning woman among them. The guy trailing her has been here before.”


    At the sight of the group, Oscar immediately recognized Norah. He now understood how Norah became well-informed about Riss. Alice was the one who had shared the information with her. It seemed Norah and Alice were so tight-knit that they freely exchanged such information.


    With a firm expression, Norah called out to Oscar, who was approaching casually. “Shall we get in, or will you return Alice willingly?”


    Standing five meters away, Oscar directed a yful nce at Norah. “Non-Breaker individuals are not allowed in. And who’s Alice? You mean Marley?”


    Norah’s expression changed. “What’s the rtionship between Marley and the Breaker?”


    “Rtionship? During ourst unpleasant encounter, Riss and I seemed to have mentioned Marley.” Oscar chuckled derisively. “Miss, your memory seems quite faulty. Shall I assist in jogging it for you?”


    Oscar’s gaze roamed over Norah’s alluring form, scanning her from head to toe.


    Sean’s face darkened, and he swiftly stepped forward, positioning himself protectively in front of Norah.


    Norah’s memory sparked with sudden rity. Was Marley the courageous woman who had plunged into the river for Riss? “Now I remember who she is.”


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