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    The Miller family was now fighting for survival. Having angered many influential families, they teetered on the edge of copse, now vulnerable to revenge from those they had wronged.


    Forgotten were their ns for vengeance against Roseanne, as they were now overwhelmed by the fear of being targeted.


    A few dayster, Huntley delivered exhrating news to Norah: the Frazier family had acquired St. Martin’s Hospital.


    “This is incredible news! Now we have a ce for Grandpa’s surgery,” Norah eximed, ted.


    She was surprised by her uncle’s effectiveness. She had assumed he’d forgotten about the hospital. Meanwhile, the Millers had rapidly disintegrated and werepletely eradicated in Sure.


    With the knowledge of the Millers’ defeat, Keenan felt rejuvenated. Under Norah’s care, he had transformed from the man who had been near death when she first encountered him.


    Norah had anticipated spending the uing days preparing for her grandfather’s surgery. However, Alice arrived unexpectedly with troubling news.


    Alice, now the second-inmand of the Breakers, was enjoying a liberated life. No longer concealing her true nature, she had Riss firmly under her influence. Riss truly loved her, and with their child now part of their lives, his likelihood of dissent had diminished. Alice reported that the Breaker had ceased its illicit operations and was transitioning towards legitimate businesses.


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    At the airport, Norah greeted Alice, who stood out in her tight ck leather outfit, her golden hair flowing down her back. She removed her sunsses to reveal striking blue eyes. They embraced warmly at the gate.


    “When I saw youst in Bellfolk, I immediately recognized you. Despite your amnesia, you were unmistakably Norah,” Alice dered.


    Norah quirked an eyebrow. “Back then, I lost all my past memories. How could I still be the same Norah to you?”


    Alice chuckled. “Well, it’s your personality that shines through. You’re genuinely likable.”


    She then draped her arm over Norah’s shoulder, and together they hopped into a sleek ck luxury car parked by the curb.


    “So, when did your memoriese back? Catch me up on the past two years,” Alice prompted.


    Norah took the driver’s seat, secured her seatbelt, and recounted the events of thest two years withposed narration.


    Listening intently, Alice let out a sigh. “The important thing is you’re alive and well.”


    Switching topics, she mentioned, “Didn’t you request weapons? I’ve brought some quality firearms this time.”


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