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    In a sudden revtion, she recognized her transformation from a killer to someone who could openly embracepliments and live freely.


    “I’m d you’ve brought me here.”


    Discovering a newfound passion for life, she dedicated herself to diligent effort, determined to seize every opportunity life presented in pursuit of her dream.


    “You’re wee, Alice. Making you happy makes everything I’ve done worthwhile.”


    “I’m so d to be friends with you,” Alice replied softly. She tilted her head, feeling warmth in her heart as she watched the blurred face of the woman beside her in the mist.


    “Norah, I have an agreement with Zeke. I’ll stay with them for only three months. When you return and Phoebe recovers, I’ll go back to Ond.”


    She had enjoyed her time here, but she knew her departure was inevitable.


    “Let’s meet in Ond next time.”


    “Okay,” Norah nodded.


    She couldn’t force someone to stay. She was content knowing Alice could remain here, worry-free, for another few months.


    They lingered in the bathtub for half an hour before getting dressed.


    Before retreating to her room, Alice hugged Norah gently. “Norah, I wish you a smooth business trip and a good night.”


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    “Good night, Alice. Sweet dreams,” Norah replied, patting Alice gently on the back.


    She understood that sometimes bad moods were inevitable, and letting them go often brought relief.


    Meanwhile, at the Wilson Manor.


    Hadley returned home wearily after being scolded by Samira. It was a rare opportunity for her to go out, but she couldn’t stop worrying about her child.


    “You wouldn’t havee back if I hadn’t called, right? The kid has been looking for you repeatedly! Are you trying to get a divorce?”


    Hank began scolding her as soon as she walked through the door.


    Hadley quickly exined and shared the news about Norah.


    “You met Norah?” Hank asked, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “She has connections to the Wilson family in Glophia? And she’ll be in Silverdale for business for three months?”


    Hank’s demeanor shifted abruptly. “Forget it. Have a good rest,” he said, his mind clearly racing. He left in a hurry, muttering, “I’ll be right back.”


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