Chapter 830:

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At the racetrack’s rest area the day before, Rosalee had only caught a glimpse of the situation. She knew Norah was searching for a woman named Ivy Duffy. “I have some connections here in Silverdale.”

“Thank you. I can manage on my own,” Norah declined graciously. She was confident in her ability to find Ivy in Silverdale using the program she had developed. She planned to complete the program before returning to Glophia. If Ivy was in any internet-connected area, she would be able to locate her.

“Well, I’m leaving now. See you around.” Rosalee waved goodbye and hopped into the car Hans had sent to fetch her.

Watching the car drive off, Norah sighed quietly to herself. She had once thought that Rosalee and Hans didn’t have a strong relationship, but seeing them together recently, she found their bond seemed to have improved significantly. From an outsider’s perspective, they looked quite endearing.

Yolande drove Norah back to the hotel.

“Marlin asked me to make sure you got inside safely. Take care, Norah.”

Yolande leaned against the car window, gazing at Norah with her bright eyes.

“Drive safe.” Norah waved goodbye and watched the car pull away.

She felt warmly regarded by everyone in the Boyd family. It never occurred to her that a simple good deed from the past would be repaid in kind.

The following day, before heading to work, Norah made sure to pick up a fruit basket for her visit to Jarrod. Jarrod was awake in the hospital room.

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His father, Damon, said with concern, “You’ve just had surgery. Can’t you take a break? Will the company go bankrupt without you?”

“Dad, this project is really important. I was supposed to handle it yesterday.”

Jarrod, with an IV drip in his arm, was restricted in his movements and could only glare at Damon in frustration.

“Well, did I not arrive at the perfect moment?” Norah knocked and entered the room. “Mr. Newman, you seem to be recovering well. You look quite spirited this morning.”

Her voice was gentle and carried a smile, but Jarrod sensed a touch of sarcasm.

“Well… I was informed by my assistant that you brought me here. Thank you for that.”

Before being admitted to the hospital, he had lain on his side on the bench, feeling dizzy from the pain but still vividly remembering Norah’s assistance.

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