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    “Dad, don’t worry. I will meet your expectations.”


    Back in his room, Hank was deep in thought. He had attempted to orchestrate a murder and arrange a car ident, yet somehow, Norah always miraculously escaped harm.


    With the underground organization canceling the cooperation, Hank was at a loss about what to do next.


    Feeling upset, he encountered Hadley applying makeup at the dressing mirror. Overwhelmed by his emotions, he kicked her forcefully.


    Hadley copsed onto the floor. The spot where she had been kicked throbbed with intense pain, making it difficult for her to breathe. She cautiously held her breath.


    If Hank heard her cries of pain, he would torment her even more harshly.


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    Hadley’s obedience satisfied Hank.


    He observed Hadley, who seemed fragile and easily dominated, and it brought back memories of their past rtionship. Back then, Hadley had her own distinct personality and goals. Following Hank’s initial mistreatment, she decided to file for divorce. But after enduring his prolonged coercion and maniption, she ceased to fight back against the abuse.


    Hank believed that no matter how strong a woman was, she would always yield after being taught a lesson.


    A sinister n began to form in his mind. He knew of the bustling ports in Silverdale, where there was a notorious underground market for human trafficking. He figured that if Norah were captured by those people, she would undoubtedly suffer.


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    Envisioning Norah’s striking beauty, a wicked gleam shed in his eyes. He was certain that such a prize would tempt those traffickers.


    Hadley, nursing her own injury, looked up to see Hank’s malicious grin and felt a chill. She wondered what harmful n he was scheming now and who the target might be.


    Norah had dedicated the entire afternoon to coding for a facial recognition framework. Fortunately, her prior knowledge in programming made this task manageable. The real challenge was ensuring the system could precisely identify and locate the person.


    She stood up to stretch and said, “Ynde, let’s go.”


    There was no answer. She nced over and noticed Ynde on the sofa, deeply asleep, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly.


    Suddenly, Susanna crossed Norah’s mind. She wished for her surgery at Glophia to go smoothly. Joanna had informed Norah about Susanna’s progress, sharing that Susanna had been recovering from her injury for a while.


    However, Susanna never talked about her suicide attempt, and her family and friends avoided bringing it up around her to prevent upsetting her further.


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