Chapter 1060:


    He frowned, perplexed by the results. Why would Norah need a DNA test?


    Could it be that Norah’s mother was a Frazier?


    Perhaps her outing with Marlin today was about reconnecting with family. Was he meant to be kept in the dark?


    He tightened his grip on the document, crumpling it slightly before cing it back precisely as he had found it. It struck him that this was what Norah had wanted to keep hidden from him. If she wasn’t going to tell him, he would uncover the truth himself.


    He quickly typed a message: “T, I need you to search for everyone named Huntley Frazier around the globe.”


    Determined to unravel the mystery surrounding Norah’s rtive, Sean decided to take matters into his own hands.


    The request left T slightly frustrated, but he quickly replied, “Consider it done!”


    With countless individuals sharing the same name across the globe, it was clear that sorting through all the information would be no small feat.


    Sean pretended everything was normal and straightened the bed, making sure everything was in ce. Afterward, he left the room.


    He hadn’te to Silverdale just to be close to Norah. He had business to attend to and was keen on exploring potential opportunities.


    Meanwhile, Marlin and Norah had just arrived at a vi in the suburbs.


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    Ynde, who knew Justin well from Marlin’s stories, stepped out of the car with them.


    “Justin has been holed up here for over six months, and not a single person hase looking for him. He’s registered as deceased. Therefore, his parents haven’t even tried to pull any strings to get him out,” she exined.


    With a casual wave, Ynde dismissed the approaching servants.


    “Come on in, Norah,” she added.


    Gilda wheeled Norah inside, with Chayce trailing closely behind.


    Marlin rarely visited the vi, but his main reason foring was to check if Justin was still alive. Fortunately, the past few months had been uneventful.


    They found Justin upstairs. He looked surprisingly well for someone who had been locked up for so long. “Mr. Boyd, how delightful to see you!” Justin said, his smile broad but insincere.


    “Thanks to you, I’m living in style—eating well and sleepingfortably. I truly appreciate the fantastic amodations you’ve provided.”


    A male servant stationed at the door leaned in close to Marlin and whispered, “Everything’s clear; no problems.”


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