Chapter: 1093

With the arrival of bodyguards to manage the crowd, they could finally escape the noisy and crowded venue.

His coat had been touched and grabbed by many; it was probably quite dirty now. Marlin fought the urge to strip it off. He was, truthfully, also intimidated by the crowd.

Perhaps it was the haunting memory of a past kidnapping, leaving only a primal reaction in his body.

He dreaded being engulfed by so many people, and the thought of chains and stale food also scared him.

He gripped Norah's wrist firmly, as she had once been the beacon of light in his dark world, rescuing him.

"It's okay now."

He paused to reassure Norah.

Norah didn't pull away. She stuttered, "I can't find him. Why can't I find him? Where is him?"

As she recalled how deeply her parents missed and loved her, a tear slid down her cheek.

She had been tirelessly searching for the real killer of her parents.

The maid might hold the key as a potential witness. Despite searching for over three years, Norah had found no trace.

Just when she spotted someone who might be relevant to her, in an instant, the person disappeared.

She was certain her parents would have wanted her to uncover the truth behind their deaths.

She looked down to mask her vulnerability.

Marlin delicately wiped away her tears with his fingers.

"Don't cry, Norah. If you need anything, just let me know. I'm here to help," Marlin said gently, recognizing for the first time that Norah had her moments of weakness.

Seeing her tear-streaked face, his heart felt heavy.

This gesture snapped Norah back to reality. She pulled away from his touch and stepped back.

“Marlin, please be mindful of your actions. I have a boyfriend. It's best if we maintain some distance," she said.

She took a deep breath, trying to clear her head of cluttered thoughts. "The competition is over, so I'll be going now. Goodbye."

"Aren't you still looking for someone?"

Marlin clenched his fists and said in a steady tone, "I can help you with that."

Norah paused, then headed towards the rest area.

If Marlin could do it, perhaps Hans could too.