Chapter: 1213

“How did you handle that so deftly? Are those rumors about you true?"

Sean's face lit up with a smile. “I couldn't help but notice how nervous you seemed. I thought I'd lend a hand. I hope you don't mind."

Nora waved her hand dismissively. "No worries. So, are you okay with me using your balcony?"

As Amy approached her room, Nora grew increasingly anxious. If she were discovered sneaking out, she would surely face a scolding upon her return home.

Nora brushed past Sean and headed for the balcony. "I'll thank you another time. I'm in a rush," she stated briskly.

Sean trailed her to the balcony and watched as she leaped agilely across to the neighboring balcony, like a cat. Opening the French window, she hurried into the room without a glance back at him.

"So ungrateful," Sean muttered under his breath.

Seeing her safely inside, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew Norah was capable, but her daring balcony jump from the 18th floor surprised him. Clearly, he didn't know enough about her.

Returning to his desk, Sean dialed T's number.

"Any luck uncovering who's behind Norah's rescue? What did you find?"

Sean inquired urgently.

T's voice came through the line. "They're elusive. I traced her to an address in Silverdale. The villa's owner has left the country."

Sean pondered. Norah lived in a Silverdale villa whose owner was now abroad. Who had rescued her?

"I've sent you the address. That's all I could dig up," T added.

What on earth had transpired in Silverdale?

Meanwhile, Nora entered her room, relieved to find Amy hadn't barged in unexpectedly. She owed Sean for covering her tracks tonight.

That room guest was kind. She'd enjoyed their time together.

Peeling off her clothes, she headed for a quick shower with her pajamas in hand.

Later, a message from Amy urged her to get some rest.

Amy always looked out for her.

Lying on her bed with damp hair, Nora's phone buzzed.

"Hello?" she answered.

"How did the competition go today? I saw Amy's video. You were great," a deep, tender voice greeted her warmly.

Twirling a strand of hair, Nora smiled. "It went well. Thanks for the praise."