Chapter: 1097

Norah sneered, "You'll find out when the time is right."

Norah realized she couldn't extract any further information from Justin. As long as he insisted Ivy was deceased and there was an official death certificate, the police would not pursue a supposedly dead person.

She stepped out of the police station into the cold night air.

It was quite cold.

Marlin put on a warm suit jacket over her shoulders.

He kept his eyes on the road but said softly, “Don't get sick again.

Let me drive you home."

In the car, Marlin refrained from questioning Norah about the situation.

Norah wrapped her arms around herself and bowed her head, deep in thought.

Since she had found Ivy's son in Silverdale, she wondered if Ivy herself was in Silverdale too.

Norah felt a surge of excitement, sensing she was closer to the truth.

With Ivy's family members effectively vanishing with the death certificates, there must have been someone assisting them.

But who could that be?

With one hand on the steering wheel, Marlin glanced at Norah, who appeared to be confused over something. He was eager to assist her.

Marlin's knuckles whitened on the steering wheel.

Sean's absence gnawed at him. Had his relationship with Norah hit a snag?

A throat-clearing sound cut through the silence.

Marlin pressed his lips together, his voice dropping to a murmur.

"You weren't well the other day. Why didn't Sean stay with you? Is he swamped lately? But a girlfriend should come before work, right?

Does he even take you seriously?"

He swept his gaze over her, a pointedness in his tone.

"Unlike some," he added, "no matter how slammed I am, family always comes first."

Norah's heart stuttered. Work was important, yes, but a healthy balance was key. While she championed work ethic, a part of her yearned for Sean's presence during her vulnerability.

She averted her gaze, her profile silhouetted against the passing window.