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    “You and Marlin had a deeper rtionship a few years ago, didn’t you?” Ynde blinked her big eyes and added, “Considering my dad’s gratitude to you, you must have done him a great favor. Did you once save one of my family?”


    Norah was taken aback by Ynde’s perceptiveness. Despite Ynde’s youthful appearance, Norah hadn’t anticipated such astute observations.


    Admitting candidly, Norah said, “Yes.”


    Ynde’s excitement surged. She was one step closer to confirming her suspicions. “Since your dad never disclosed this information, I had no intention of doing so either. However, since you’ve already deduced it, I’ll provide you with the details.”


    Five years ago, Norah, who had just freed herself from the organization, was living a free and unrestrained life. One day, she arrived in Silverdale. She enjoyed her time there, bolstered by her own strength and the endless money in her ount. However, despite her freedom and a luxurious life, she found herself a little bored and craving excitement.


    She came across news online that Marlin had been kidnapped. Intrigued, she decided to investigate the incident and approached the Boyd family’s manor.


    There, Norah discovered that the Boyd family’s master was desperately trying to raise a one billion dor ransom. The kidnappers wouldn’t release Marlin until they received the ransom. If not, they threatened to kill him.


    After a few days, the ransom was almost ready, and a kidnapper called.


    Using the phone’s satellite position, Norah quickly confirmed the kidnappers’ location on a hill in Silverdale Park. Armed with a pistol, she went there alone and found the kidnappers’ hideout.


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    There were over twenty people there, clearly a powerful kidnapping organization. She couldn’t act rashly.


    Her opportunity came under the cloak of night when a small group of kidnappers left to collect a preliminary payment from the Boyd family—a ploy to extract a hundred million dors as a “deposit” under the threat of physical harm to Marlin. Norah silently shot the two guards at the door with her silenced pistol and crept into the cer without waking anyone. As she jumped down, she saw Marlin, chained and unconscious. He was naked except for his underwear, his body bruised, and his face flushed. He was in aa.


    He had once been the heir to a rich and powerful family, but now he was in such a miserable state.


    The food was spoiled, and even the water was dirty, just within the chain’s reach.


    Despite his depleted state, Marlin’s innate handsomeness remained evident, even in the dim light of the cer.


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