Chapter: 1340

Norah was determined to rescue her parents and seek justice.

With this in mind, she contacted Marlin and arranged for Reggie to be brought to the villa where Justin resided. Ultimately, the father and son were reunited.

At the same time, she anxiously waited for news from Chayce. How long would it take for them to find Ivy?

Chayce had said the hill wasn't too high, and Ivy, along with Norah's parents, wouldn't have gotten far. Even if they were unfamiliar with the area, they should be able to locate Ivy and Norah's parents quickly.

Before noon the next day, Chayce returned with news. “Miss, we've found them."

"What about Mr. and Mrs. Wilson? Are they there?" Gilda eagerly asked.

"Yes. Besides Ivy, there's another man and woman. They're already on their way back."

Norah clenched her fists. Was she really about to see her parents again?

Norah, with a raspy voice, questioned, "How are my parents doing?"

Her knowledge of them was confined to the photographs Gilda had provided. Her father appeared distinguished and wise, a charm accentuated by age. Her mother, regal and beautiful, exuded warmth and kindness.

As she gazed at their images, Norah often pondered their true natures.

She wondered if they would accept the person she had become.

After a pause, Chayce grimly responded, "Not very good."

Gilda, anxious, pressed him, "What happened to them? Chayce, please tell me."

Norah, sharing Gilda's concern, urged, "Please, just explain what happened."

Chayce, visibly distressed, lowered his head and finally said, "They are on their way here. Miss Wilson, you'll see for yourself soon."

He hesitated to relay the unsettling update he had received. It was beyond his expectations how the situation with Norah's parents had unfolded.

Norah decided not to press further, knowing she would soon have her answers.

Her anticipation grew. She had longed for this reunion since childhood.

The reality that her parents were still alive and about to reenter her life filled her with a mix of nerves and excitement.

Noticing her emotional state, Sean ventured cautiously, “Norah, what's on your mind? You seem deep in thought. Maybe a trip to the lab?"

Susanna chimed in, offering support, “Norah, what's wrong? You can share with us, you know."

Joanna suggested gently, "Do you feel Like going out? You're getting better, and we could manage a trip outside in your wheelchair. Just let us know what you need."

Trudy, trying to ease her anxiety, handed her a bowl of soup. "Calm down. Take it easy."