Chapter: 1102

“I also have my people investigating Ivy and Justin," Marlin explained, his tone matter-of-fact as if these arrangements were quite routine.

Norah hadn't disclosed the reason for her investigation on Justin, but they had still offered their support.

“Thank you."

Norah expressed her appreciation, feeling genuinely touched. At that moment, she fully appreciated their friendship.

"Why so formal? You helped my family tremendously. Be assured, if you need anything, just say the word," Yolande replied.

Marlin had expressed similar sentiments earlier, but Norah was hesitant to impose further or accrue any debt of gratitude.

She was not comfortable owing favors.

Yolande understood this, so her words were meant to reassure Norah that their assistance was simply in thanks for her past help.

After dining with Norah and Marlin, Yolande sensed an awkward tension between them.

She observed that Norah hardly responded to Marlin's conversational efforts, while Marlin appeared keen to talk but had difficulty finding the right topic.

Yolande wished to help her clumsy brother, but with Norah having a boyfriend, she respected boundaries and refrained from meddling.

After dinner, Marlin left early, leaving Yolande behind.

“Marlin has a lot on his plate today, but he insisted on joining us.

As soon as I mentioned meeting you, he even went to order takeout with me. I had originally planned to take you out for Lunch."

Yolande relaxed on the sofa, pulling out her phone for a distraction.

"Norah, feel free to get on with your tasks. I'll hang around. How about we grab dinner together later?"

"Sure."

Despite the Boyds' willingness to assist, Norah opted not to rely solely on others' help. Instead, she returned to working on her computer.

Meanwhile, at Wilson Manor in Glophia.

Several days had elapsed since Hank's last communication, with no updates from the underground organization. Unable to wait any longer, he decided to make a call.

"I can't complete it. Consider your order canceled."

The man's voice on the other end of the phone sounded gruff and tinged with irritation.

“What? After the hefty deposit I paid? Where's my deposit?" Hank asked, visibly upset.

“I'm not even charging you for the losses from canceling this order.