Chapter 836:

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Norah rose energetically, gathering her belongings before heading downstairs to drive. Thanks to Vinson, she now had a car, which made her outings much easier. As she approached the vehicle, the sudden sound of a car horn startled her.

Confused, she glanced toward the source of the noise, noticing the adjacent car honked twice. The unexpected honking made her uneasy, but she found the car oddly familiar. Moments later, the passenger-side window rolled down, revealing Marlin’s profile.

“Norah, are you headed to Concord Hospital? Let me drive you there. I have something important to discuss with you.” Marlin’s voice was calm, yet there was an urgency in his tone.

Norah paused as she reached for the door. Given his early visit, she guessed he had something significant to say.

“I took the day off today. If there’s something you need to discuss, you can go ahead. I’m in a rush,” Norah replied, her impatience clear.

“You took the day off? Where are you headed? I’ll give you a ride,” Marlin said, observing the impatience on her face. His lips pressed together in slight frustration.

“I’ll take you there, and we can talk during the drive,” he added.

Norah looked briefly at the driver in the seat, and without needing to speak, Marlin understood. “You can step out. I’ll drive myself,” Norah said.

Marlin dismissed the driver and took the driver’s seat. He raised an eyebrow at Norah. “Take a seat in the car.”

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After a moment of hesitation, Norah slid into the passenger seat.

“I’ve sent the location to your phone. Let’s go,” Marlin said as he entered the address.

As Marlin keyed in the details, he realized that Norah’s destination was close to where he intended to take her. Had she already figured it out? He pondered.

After a brief silence, Marlin started the car.

“I was about to mention that,” he said. “My contacts observed Justin lingering around this address, possibly waiting for someone.”

Marlin pulled a note from beside the driver’s seat and handed it to Norah.

“This is right next to the address you gave me. We’ll head there now.”

Norah unfolded the note. It was indeed close.

Throughout this time, Marlin had kept her business concerns in mind, while Sean—he hadn’t spoken to her for over a month. There was a saying online that if couples didn’t speak for three days, they were considered broken up. Norah thought she should let go and stop obsessing over Sean, but it was difficult.

She resolved to confront Sean directly and clarify the status of their relationship. Could she no longer trust a man’s word?

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