Chapter: 117

Sean's face darkened, and said, "Phillip, safeguarding our core secrets is paramount. Let the IT team manage the database security."

He massaged his temples. "This could be the doing of that international firm. Our last deal with them ended poorly, and they might be scheming. Reach out to Sacredice immediately... Well, never mind."

Phillip suggested, “Given their sneaky approach, why not let Sacredice handle them directly?"

“No, I'll take care of it myself." Sean squinted, collected his thoughts, and said, “How's the investigation I requested coming along?"

Phillip presented the findings, "Just in time. Miss Wilson seems to have nearly untangled the matter. It appears Madeline is somehow involved. Miss Wilson had likely pieced it together yesterday."

"They're really restless," Sean said with a hint of scorn.

"Considering the Scott family's stake in Silver Boulder Private Hospital, you know what to do, Phillip.”

"Got it."

Norah was clueless about Sean's helping her out. Following Aikin's explanation, hospital staff ceased their whispers about Norah and Aikin, and any admirers for Norah wisely backed off. They weren't foolish. Understanding that Dr. Wilson had no interest in a relationship, they knew it was time to back off.

On Friday, Norah was ready to put an end to her ongoing divorce procedures. She planned to meet Derek at the City Hall at nine in the morning.

After the divorce, her agenda included visits to the Scott family's residence and the Hayes family's residence later in the day.

Norah hesitated to accept a long-term care patient. The commitment demanded more time than she was willing to spare.

Waiting at the City Hall, Norah was prepared. If Derek failed to show, she was determined to confront him at his workplace directly.

She refused to be taken for a fool.

The day was bright, and the air conditioning inside offered a respite from the heat.

Dressed in white, seated near the entrance, Norah naturally drew gazes from passersby. People were drawn to beauty, a simple truth of human nature.

An unread email lingered on Norah's phone. As she was about to open it, Derek's voice broke the silence, yelling, “Norah, you're quite punctual! Eager for our divorce, aren't you?"

Norah turned off her phone's screen and slipped it into her bag.

Looking up, she noticed Derek with Madeline clinging to his arm.

“Ah, Mr. Carter, planning a divorce and a wedding on the same day? My best wishes. However, let's handle one matter at a time. Miss Powell, would you mind waiting aside?" Norah was indifferent to Madeline's existence. Her priority was finalizing the divorce swiftly to distance herself from them permanently.

“Seems you're in a hurry, Miss Wilson. Are you here by yourself? Where's Mr. Hayes or Mr. Scott? Didn't they accompany you?" Madeline mocked.

Norah replied sharply, “I don't need an escort to get a divorce."

She glanced at Madeline and added, “And how is my divorce any of their concern?"

Madeline, feigning surprise, whispered, “I just assumed you were close to them. After all, getting a table at Solo Mio Restaurant without a reservation and rides offered by Mr. Hayes aren't everyday occurrences."