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    “Alright, alright. We’re here now. Don’t be scared. We’ll always be with you,” her mother reassured.


    Matteo Scott, Susanna’s father, who had been silent on the sofa, finally spoke. “Don’t be afraid, Susanna.”


    Dressed in a casual ck suit, hismanding presence was unmistakable, his wealth and status subtly apparent in his every move.


    He adjusted his sleeves and asked, “Where’s your brother? We’re back. Why hasn’t hee to see us?” There was a seriousness in his in tone.


    Susanna, ustomed to her father’s serious demeanor, defended her brother’s absence. “Since Sean took over the Scott Group, of course, he’s busy with work. It’s easy for you to say; you don’t have to worry about anything.”


    Someone in the room suddenly gasped.


    Susanna perked up at the sound and nced over at the neer in the room.


    “Mom, who’s that?”


    Just as Susanna spoke, there was a knock on the door. Her question coincided with the knock, and Ka responded, “Hold on a sec.”


    Then she called out to the door, “Come on in.”


    Susanna pouted and nced up at the person entering. Her face lit up as she recognized Norah in her regr attire.


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    “Norah, are you off work? Come over!”


    What a coincidence! Norah would get to meet her parents right before heading to Silverdale.


    Calmly, Susanna stole a nce at the girl seated by the door and introduced Norah warmly to her parents. “Mom, Dad, while you were away, I made some great friends. This is my bestie, Norah Wilson. She’s a cardiac surgeon at this hospital.”


    Ka stood up, running her slender fingers through her hair, and smiled politely.


    “Hi, Miss Wilson. I’m Susanna’s mom.”


    She studied Norah closely. Her chestnut hair was tied, her face stunningly beautiful, her figure slender and tall. She was impressive, thought Ka.


    Susanna realized her parents, globe-trotters that they were, had no clue about Norah’s other identities. When Sean would spill the beans, they’d be in for a surprise, she mused.


    “Norah, meet my dad.”


    After the introduction, Susanna turned to the girl by the door and inquired, “Mom, who’s she?”


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