?Chapter 392:
After a moment of silence, Sean was the first to break it.
Norah had been thinking over it for quite some time, not expecting this to be the issue. She reacted with a small smile.
“Gil Davies is someone I respect greatly. I worried you might feel out of ce there,” she exined, offering a reassuring smile. It had never crossed her mind that this could be the reason behind Sean’s mood.
“I always thought you weren’t into these kinds of gatherings.”
Sean clearly preferred a morefortable lifestyle, while Gil’s ce was in an older apartmentplex. Ever since Norah met Sean, he carried himself like someone who had high standards of living. No matter his words or actions, a hint of arrogance lingered in his heart. She assumed that Sean was oblivious and indifferent to the struggles and feelings of those less fortunate.
Thus, she hadn’t thought to invite him along.
“No, Norah. You didn’t ask me. How can you be sure I wouldn’t want to go?”
cing his hand on her shoulder, he said earnestly, “We haven’t been together very long and still have much to learn about each other. But I hope we canmunicate more openly and share everything.”
Honesty and trust were crucial for maintaining a healthy rtionship. He wished their love wouldn’t be filled with doubt alone.
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“For instance, tonight you assumed I wouldn’t want to apany you to Gil’s home, but actually, I was hoping you would invite me.”
Being included in each other’s lives was an important part of growing closer.
Norah felt a bit embarrassed and nced away, avoiding eye contact.
“I’m sorry.”
She lifted her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, acting yfully.
“I didn’t think much back then. It just crossed my mind that maybe you weren’t interested, so I didn’t ask. But next time, I’ll make sure to check with you, alright?” She pouted and blinked those big eyes, acting like a proud cat seeking forgiveness, rubbing against him after she messed up.
Sean always showed patience with Norah, letting the matter slide without furtherment. He softly touched her forehead and reminded her, “Remember this.”
Sean secretly decided not to exin why he was upset next time. He wanted to see if she could figure it out on her own.
Norah responded confidently, “I’ll make sure to remember.”
As they leaned in for a kiss, Norah’s phone interrupted them. It was Gilda.
Norah quickly sat up and eximed, “I need to take this call.”
She ran to the bathroom to answer the phone.
A silver business card slipped off the sofa. Sean picked it up and saw the words “the Wilson family” imprinted on it.
Hadn’t Norah mentioned that she had no connections with the Wilson family in Glophia? Why then did she have this business card?
Was she involved with the Wilson family again? Should he secretly assist the Wilson family? Sean pondered, feeling puzzled.
In the bathroom, Norah answered, “Hello? Gilda.”
“Miss Norah, the people from Sacredice concluded their investigation, iming they couldn’t find anything.”
Gilda sounded sad. They had looked into everything they could, and Sacredice was theirst hope.
Now that the people from Sacredice had no leads, did that mean the car ident involving Calvin and Bernice was really not man-made?
Norah’s hand tightened around the phone. She still firmly believed it couldn’t just be an ident.
The car crash that killed her parents was obviously nned. She couldn’t ept it as a mere ident.
“Miss Norah, Iker has returned everything he took. He also mentioned that you should visit home more often when you can.”
After hanging up, Norah scoffed. The Sacredice was supposed to be the top intelligence organization, yet they had let her down.
If the Sacredice couldn’t find any leads, she decided she would have to do it herself.
Initially, Iker and his family had been hesitant about having her return to the manor, but now they encouraged her to visit more frequently. Norah suspected they were plotting something.
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