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    “Rosalee, sometimes it’s best to stay quiet. Let’s act as if we don’t know anything,” Ynde replied.


    Norah paused and scanned the area for the person she had spotted.


    It was a middle-aged man dressed in work attire and a blue cap, busily engaged with cleaning tools.


    Her keen eye for detail helped her recognize that the man bore a striking resemnce to a maid who had once worked for her parents. That maid had cared for Norah’s mother during her confinement after childbirth.


    After Norah went missing, the maid quit her job and disappeared.


    As soon as Gilda handed Norah a list of the former household staff, she focused intently on this maid.


    She couldn’tprehend why that maid would resign, especially considering the high sry her parents had paid her. Norah had tried to investigate but couldn’t find any information about the maid online. It was as if the woman had vanished without a trace.


    This made Norah even more suspicious.


    She believed there was something off about the maid’s sudden disappearance.


    Now, Norah was in the audience area. She searched around but could no longer spot the man with the cap.


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    The audience had a good impression of Norah, the beautiful racer who had just clinched a victory. As she appeared alone, the enthusiastic crowd quickly gathered around her.


    “Hey, pretty, you’re such an incredible racer. May I have your autograph?”


    “How do you train for racing? To win first ce like that is truly impressive. You’re fantastic.”


    “You’re amazing. I really look up to you.”


    Norah felt overwhelmed by their earnest praises, and she found herself tightly encircled. She looked up, searching for that familiar face in the crowd.


    But she couldn’t spot that man.


    Feeling somewhat hopeless, she felt trapped, as if caught in a relentless tide, unable to escape.


    “Norah.”


    Marlin made his way through the crowd, forcefully clearing a path. He seized Norah by the wrist and pulled her toward the exit. With the arrival of bodyguards to manage the crowd, they could finally escape the noisy and crowded venue.


    His coat had been touched and grabbed by many; it was probably quite dirty now. Marlin fought the urge to strip it off. He was, truthfully, also intimidated by the crowd.


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