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Sean's laughter filled the air as he gently held Norah's hand. “Phillip is part of our circle. Feel free to disregard
his presence.”
“Impossible. He means too much toto simply overlook him,” Norah replied half-jokingly.
Phillip, the third wheel in this vehicle, couldnt possibly fade into the background in her eyes. Despite his outward
smile, his inner monologue betrayed his frustration. I'm Mr. Scott's right-hand man, uniquely qualified for these
tasks.
Following Alice's settling down in her new ward at the private hospital, the healthcare professionals promptly
began their duties.
Norah leaned closer to Alice, her voice barely a whisper. “I'll be heading over to Jack and Jimena in the East
Zone. Stay here in the ward and await the good news I'll bring.”
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Turning to her, Alice responded with a note of caution. “Please, take care.”
Norah straightened up, her smile radiant as she faced Alice.
As Norah turned, catching Sean's tender gaze, her smile widened further. This time, she wouldn't be confronting
her challenges alone. She had a steadfast ally ready to support her.
Inside the vehicle, Sean handed over the investigative report to Norah. “I tasked Phillip with the investigation
last night. It might lack sdetails, but it's quite substantial.” The report opened with Jack’s profile, howcasing
his photograph and detailing his role within the East Zone, Sean said, “This remindsof something. They were
spotted outside that hospital yesterday.”
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Recalling the incident, Norah remembered the moment Jack's associates whistled, prompting her to notice Jack
concealing himself at the crossroads with his men. Flipping to the second page, Norah's eyes narrowed upon
seeing Jimena'’s profile and her contact information. “That's her.”
“Do you recognize her?”
“She was the very caregiver who mistreated Alice yesterday.” Norah pondered, realizing sindividuals never
learned or valued their second chances in life, almost as if they courted death with open arms. “She must harbor
resentment toward you for your actions. Hence, she conspired with Jack for retribution. Our findings suggest they
were romantically involved previously,” Sean voiced his analysis.
With a dismissive snort, Norah declared, “Their past is irrelevant. They will face their end today.” Her voice was
chilling, her expression stern.
At this, Sean couldn't help but see Norah as a merciless assassin from the Sacredice, singularly focused and
unflinchingly cold. His heart tightened. He harbored suspicions about her secrets, convinced they would soon
cto light.
“We've assessed their strength. They boast a force of 50 to 60 men. Despite Jack’s claims of leadership in the
East Zone, his followers are few,” Sean revealed.
“Indeed. His resources are thin.” In contrast to the formidable Rox Alliance, Norah noticed Jack's faction seemed
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Sean retrieved a black item beneath his seat, opening it to reveal a silver Beretta handgun and an array of
ammunition.
“Honey, we're uncertain of their guns. Arm yourself with this handgun for your protection,” Sean asserted.
Norah fumbled with her gun at her waist and said hesitantly, “Why don’t you keep it?”
“Just take it with you. | know you know how to use a gun. I'll have peace of mind knowing you're armed.”
Sean was aware of Norah's existing gun but suspected she lacked sufficient ammunition. This gesture was an
opportunity to ensure she was well-prepared. With the additional rounds, Norah could confidently confront the
adversaries without fear of depletion.
“I'm already equipped. You needn’t worry about me.” As he gently tousled her hair, Sean mentioned, “Phillip and
another man will join us later.”
“Are you talking about the guy who was with Phillip last night?”
“Yes. That's Kelvin. He's been my bodyguard since | arrived in Hander Land.”
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