?Chapter 671:
Taking a sip of her wine, Norah quickly interrupted Ynde’s thoughts. “No. We weren’t,” she rified.
“Okay, that’s a relief. Are you a friend of Marlin then? Why haven’t I seen you before?” Ynde pressed, scrutinizing Norah. “You’re so beautiful. I would have remembered you if I’d seen you.”
Eager to change the subject, Norah asked, “Will he show up tonight?”
“Of course, he will,” Ynde replied, her eyes wide with certainty. “He has some business to attend to, so he’ll be a bitte.” Just as she finished speaking, amotion erupted at the door, filling the hall with screams and noise.
Ynde, unfazed by the noise, shrugged. “It must be Marlin. Do you want me to call him over?”
“No, we’ll see each otherter,” Norah replied, her curiosity piqued about how he had changed over the years.
The noise grew louder, and Norah nced up to see Marlin at the center of the crowd.
He wore a sleek ck suit, his hair perfectly styled, exuding a cold, unapproachable aura. Standing tall, his presence wasmanding, especially with his long legs and sharply defined features.
Marlin’s left hand was slightly bent, as if shielding someone. “Don’t get any closer,” hemanded coldly to the surrounding crowd, but they continued to flock to him like moths to a me, causing him to frown with impatience.
“It’s strange,” Ynde remarked. “Why do I feel like Marlin has someone with him?”
For Ynde, today’s turn of events was quite unusual. As Marlin drew closer, they saw a petite woman in a pink skirt by his side. With delicate makeup and moist eyes, she clung timidly to Marlin, creating a striking contrast between his aloofness and her fragility. Together, they made an unexpectedly perfect pair.
“Damn it! Marlin has a girlfriend too?” Ynde eximed in disbelief.
She watched, stunned, as Marlin escorted the woman into the hall. Coming to her senses, Ynde quickly downed a ss of champagne, the strong taste making her shudder.
Hans had revealed his girlfriend not long ago. Was Marlin going public with his girlfriend today?
“It’s only been half a month since Ist saw Marlin. He moves too fast!”
Norah, rubbing the ss with her index finger, observed Marlin’s back coldly. He hadn’t spared her a single nce, focusing entirely on the woman beside him.
“Miss Boyd, why are you following me?” Norah asked, turning her attention to the visibly angry Ynde.
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