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    Neither the Wilsons nor the Scotts had taken the supposed engagement seriously at the time.


    Yet, here they were, brought together by fate.


    “Haha, it’s all destiny.” Bernice smiled.


    After dropping them at the police station, Kason rushed off, clearly preupied with urgent matters.


    The other guests gradually dispersed, and amidst the farewells, Norah caught wind of a scandal.


    Derek and Marlene had been caught in an adulterous act by Madeline, sparking a feud between the families. It seemed Marlene had likely left because of this revtion.


    Regarding Derek, he appeared to be ustomed to having affairs. Norah could only guess at his motivations.


    Calvin still appeared distracted, but he managed a smile for Norah’s friends. “Sorry for the drama you witnessed today. We’ll host another gathering soon.”


    The exchanges remained cordial. Their bond with Norah was built on her personality, not her status.


    Norah clutched Sean’s hand, a wave of relief washing over her. Despite the day’s tumult, things had unfolded as hoped. They had reimed control of the Wilson estate, and seen Iker and his aplices incarcerated, awaiting their just penalties.


    With the dust settled, everything felt surreal to Norah. Surrounded by family, her love, and friends, it seemed almost dreamlike.


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    No, this was not a dream— it was reality!


    Her friends radiated happiness for Norah. After enduring such trials, it was time for her to relish life.


    If Norah knew their thoughts, she’d likely yfully flick them on the forehead. She was far from ready to settle down; she was eager for new adventures!


    After bidding farewell to her friends and Sean, Norah and her parents returned to Wilson Manor.


    The estate, bustling by day, nowy serene under the night sky. Calvin wandered back to the main vi, overwhelmed by nostalgia. As he touched the familiar objects around him, tears formed in his eyes.


    He had once feared that he and his wife would perish in despair in the basement, never to see Norah again.


    Calvin and Bernice exchanged nces, noticing tears welling up in each other’s eyes.


    Bernice dabbed at the corner of her eye. “I got some dust in my eye. Oh, it hurts.”


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