Chapter 980:


    Norah, who was widely recognized in Glophia, was still alive.


    This revtion, if it got out, would undoubtedly stir up a storm in Glophia.


    Sean and the young woman’s conversation about Norah was brief, and afterward, Marlene couldn’t get another word in. Only then did she learn that the woman was Sean’s sister, Susanna.


    It made sense now why Susanna carried herself with such arrogance. She was rted to Sean, and her boyfriend was Sean’s assistant.


    The Scott family was indeed impressive. Why would they permit their precious daughter to be with a man who was only an assistant? Considering the vast difference in their family backgrounds and statuses, were they truly a match?


    Those who knew about Susanna and Phillip being a couple often pondered this. They found the pairing odd and doubted the rtionship’s longevity, assuming it was merely a fling.


    After the meal, Sean asked Marlene to leave and instructed her never to return. He also made it clear to Frank that Marlene was not to ess any of his private properties.


    “Marlene, be content with what you have and don’t covet what isn’t yours,” Sean warned.


    Otherwise, he could easily take back everything he had given.


    Susanna stood before Marlene, her gaze condescending. “Everything that Norah possesses will not be passed on to others. You may have temporarily won my brother’s favor, but prudence is advisable. I don’t share my brother’s patience.”


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    Marlene was escorted from the vi by a servant. Thankfully, Frank showed some concern for her and arranged a driver. Otherwise, exiting the expansive viplex on foot would have taken over an hour.


    As she watched the street scene from the car window, Marlene reflected on Sean’s indifference and Susanna’s contempt. They both looked down on her.


    It was Sean who had reached out to help her, leading her to mistakenly believe she had found a supporter. Her fists clenched tightly, her eyes brimming with resolve and defiance.


    Marlene instructed the driver to drop her off at the entrance of Dreamview Vis. She then took out her phone and made a call.


    “Hello, Mr. Wilson. This is Marlene. Could we possibly meet? I have something important to discuss with you.” Shortly after, a ck luxury car pulled up in front of her and whisked her away.


    At Wilson Manor, Marlene adjusted her sitting posture, nervously smoothing her skirt in an attempt to appear more rxed.


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