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    Norah had bumped into Madeline’s parents by chance once before. Today, she happened to run into them again.


    “Sean, you can’t imagine how unpleasant that man looked at both me and Norah. If it weren’t for mydylike manners, I would have given him a piece of my mind long ago.”


    “Seriously? What would you say?”


    Susanna rested her head on her fingers and replied, “I’d curse them to gain ten pounds. No, make it twenty.” Norah and Sean nced at each other, barely able to contain theirughter. Even when Susanna cursed, she was still adorable.


    Norah reached out and gently rubbed Susanna’s cheek.


    “You’re just too adorable, Susanna.”


    “Norah, what are you doing?”


    With her cheek being rubbed, Susanna mumbled, “Stop rubbing my face.”


    The waiter served the dishes.


    In the private room, there was a wall-to-wall window. The restaurant had a great spot, close to the river, allowing diners to enjoy the river view.


    Resting her chin on her hands, Norah gazed outside. On the calm river, a few boats passed by from time to time. The sky was blue, and fluffy white clouds floatedzily; the beautiful scenery was a sharp contrast to their nightmarest night.


    Norah had expected Susanna to be stressed for a while, maybe unable to sleep or feeling scared. It seemed she had underestimated Susanna.


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    Maybe it was because Susanna had seen a lot since she was young, and she had developed a strong mental endurance. No matter how gruesome or disgusting a scene was, she wouldn’t be scared.


    Sean’s eyes darkened. “Honey, just ignore Derek and anyone rted to him.”


    “Yeah, I’m trying to brush them off, but they keep pushing themselves into my space.”


    Today, when she spotted Coen and Rhoda, she made a mental note to ignore them, but Rhoda couldn’t resist taking a jab at her. So, she “kindly” reminded them about Madeline’s little fainting episode.


    “Man, that smells amazing! I’m starving. Let’s ditch the drama. Norah, let’s eat!”


    Susanna eagerly picked up her fork and started eating. She attacked her food like it was a race.


    Norah watched her and sighed, thinking about how girls raised with love always turned out. The innocence and confidence Susanna and Joanna had, nurtured by their families, were qualities Norah could only dream of having.


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