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    Despite the fact that the Scott family didn’t have much sway in Silverdale, Sean’s faith in Norah remained unshaken. As they attempted to leave, Ynde intervened. “No, you cannot depart just yet. Dolores owes Norah an apology first!”


    Norah chuckled. She had already unraveled Marlin’s perception, ming her entirely. Yet, she now faced the prospect of apologizing to Dolores.


    “What if I refuse to apologize?” she asked, her gaze intense as she looked directly at Marlin.


    Suddenly, Marlin felt an unexined panic stir within him. “My men will teach you the proper way to apologize. Come here,” he dered.


    Upon hismand, all the security personnel at the entrance quickly encircled them. There were ten in total, forming a tight circle around Norah and Sean, effectively preventing their departure.


    “Miss Wilson, perhaps you could spare us more of your time,” he suggested coolly.


    Marlin then turned away, softly patting Dolores on the back tofort her with a whisper. “Dolores, don’t cry. You will receive an apology.”


    Dolores looked up, tears glistening in her eyes as she bit her lip, appearing quite forlorn.


    “Marlin, you’re so sweet. Thank you for your trust in me,” she murmured.


    She had doubted his belief in her, not realizing how profound their connection had grown. This revtion emboldened her, suggesting she might have more leeway than she had previously thought.


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    A subtle glint of scheming shed in her eyes, unnoticed by all.


    The tender disy between Marlin and Dolores left many feeling uneasy, including Ynde. She had often envisioned Marlin falling in love, but the reality before her was not what she had imagined.


    After a moment of contemtion, Ynde resolved to seek assistance for Norah. “Hans, Norah isn’t to me here. Marlin shouldn’t have acted like that! You need to intervene,” she urged. Hans ced a reassuring hand on Marlin’s shoulder, speaking in hushed tones. “Marlin, Mr. Scott is a figure of influence in Glophia. Let’s not escte things unnecessarily.”


    Marlin understood the weight of the Scott family’s status in Glophia. However, when he caught sight of the distress in Dolores’s eyes, his resolve solidified.


    “Miss Wilson, have you made your decision? Will you apologize or not?” Marlin’s tone remained civil, a testament to his patience, though his protective instincts for Dolores simmered beneath the surface. His actions had been a warning, and he had no intention of further aggression.


    Norah, however, shook her head defiantly. “I won’t apologize. Dolores got what she deserved.”


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