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    Kennedy was fuming at Sean’s words.


    “Sean, unless you bring your girlfriend here to challenge me, I won’t let that remark go unnoticed.” He gestured towards the venue and added, “Each time you visit, I’ve waived the fee. A bit of gratitude wouldn’t hurt.”


    Recognizing Kennedy’s non-mary intent, Sean smiled subtly.


    “Phillip has already taken care of your requests. However, introducing my girlfriend will have to wait.”


    Sean gently touched the teacup, opting not to delve deeply into his rtionship with Norah.


    Kennedy was ecstatic.


    “I knew I could rely on you. Where are they? Show me around.”


    Sean exchanged a meaningful nce with Phillip.


    Phillip gave a nod.


    “Follow me, please.”


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    Sean eased into his chair and leaned back after the two departed.


    Was it customary for people in Glophia to describe Norah in such terms? Terms like “divorced” and “the Wilson family’s illegitimate daughter” were entirely inappropriate for her. In his heart, she deserved to be portrayed with the most exquisite words in the world; her beauty, personality, and everything about her were exceptionally remarkable and captivating.


    However, those unaware of the truth spected about her using maliciousnguage.


    He guessed maybe hispany’s public rtions efforts were still inadequate.


    His eyes gleamed with determination; it was time for the entire Glophia to recognize Norah as his.


    His phone buzzed suddenly.


    For a moment, Sean felt a surge of excitement, thinking it might be a message from Norah. However, upon checking, he saw the sender’s name. It was Susanna.


    “Did you and Norah argue?”


    His eyes dimmed momentarily. Evidently, Norah wasn’t in the mood to engage with him at the moment.


    Susanna hadpleted her nightly routine, lounging in bed with a fluffy pillow under her chin, typing away on her phone.


    “Phillip mentioned the start, but I’m unsure of the specifics. Was it an argument? What was the issue?”


    “No, there was no argument.”


    Susanna’s eyes gleamed with the excitement of gossip. Had there not been an argument, her brother would have been at home resting by now! What else could be keeping him out?


    “Why waste time at the shooting club? It’s better to focus on calming Norah down.”


    “I already told you, there was no argument.”


    Susanna pouted, annoyed that Sean was still denying it.


    “Fine, I was the one who assumed Norah was upset, alright? Phillip mentioned that she seemed angry when she left. Even if it wasn’t a disagreement, it surely has some connection to you. Share the details with me, and I’ll assist you in finding a solution.”


    She shifted, embracing a stuffed animal tightly.


    Her room was adorned with a variety of stuffed animals, and her bed alone was decorated with three fluffy pillows.


    “Just go to sleep.”


    Susanna pouted.


    “I’m not a child! I can be of real help! Trust me.”


    Despite being mature, her brother still treated her like a child and kept secrets from her!


    “I’ve got it under control. Go to sleep.”


    “I’m saying that if you apologize now and send a message to calm Norah, it could resolve things. But if you remain stubborn, it’ll lead to a stalemate, believe me!”


    Drawing from her extensive experience reading novels, Susanna believed that when a young couple was upset with each other overnight, it was a clear sign of an impending stalemate. She didn’t want to be surrounded by two cold, expressionless individuals.


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