?Chapter 965:


    Upon reaching the balcony, Alice lightly leapt over the railing and slid the window open, finding it unlocked. Apparently, intruders from such a height were not amon concern. The room was dimly lit by moonlight, casting a soft glow over the figure on the bed—it was Norah!


    Alice’s relief was short-lived as her eyes caught the scar disfiguring Norah’s right cheek, exining her constant use of a mask. The scar resembled etchings on stone, with Norah’s narrowed gaze and the shadow of her eyshes adding to her intense appearance.


    Relieved to find Norah alive, Alice stepped closer for a better look. The woman, who had been deeply asleep, suddenly awoke and fixed a piercing stare on Alice.


    “Who are you?” Norah demanded, her eyes fiery with alertness.


    Surprised by Norah’s vignce despite her amnesia, Alice raised her eyebrows. “I mean no harm,” she reassured, raising her hands and slowly approaching the bed. “Norah, it’s a relief to see you alive,” Alice continued, her tone softening.


    Norah’s gaze intensified as she pondered silently. Was this woman an ally or a foe?


    “I’m Alice. We were partners,” Alice introduced herself, her lips curling into a smile, and her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth. “Don’t worry, my visites with no ill intentions.”


    Norah sensed no danger from Alice’s presence as she approached the bed and took a seat. Without warning, Alice leaned in close. Self-conscious of her scar, Norah instinctively raised her hand to shield her face.


    “You don’t have to hide,” Alice reassured her softly. “You’re beautiful.”


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    Norah was used to concealing her scars with masks, ones intricately designed by her fiancé, who had sought out renowned doctors to treat her injury. With a slightpression of her lips, Norah acknowledged the kindness in Alice’s demeanor, though she had no recollection of their past connection.


    Noticing Norah’s bandaged hands, Alice’s voice tightened with concern. “Did Cade have someone do this to you?”


    A sh of anger crossed Alice’s expression as she considered the possibility of someone harming Norah.


    “I will make this right,” she dered with quiet intensity.


    Norah quickly dismissed the offer. “No, thanks. I don’t know you well enough to ept your help.”


    She withdrew her hand and turned away. “I need to rest now. It’s best if you leave.”


    As she settled back, closing her eyes, Nora gave the impression of someone simply trying to sleep. Alice understood the facade. She knew that if a real threat loomed, Norah would be prepared to defend herself.


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