Chapter: 1386

Norah smiled, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and disdain.

“Miss Wilson, Mr. Wilson, indeed, it has been some time.”

She ignored their astonished looks, adjusted her dress, and walked confidently into the manor with Sean.

When Norah was out of sight, Hank and Elsa paused to regain their breath.

Norah's presence was overwhelming. Even though she remained silent, the energy she carried was intimidating. They felt an intense pressure around her.

Naturally, Norah was aware that the Wilson family's main objective was to seize all of her wealth.

Elsa patted her chest and said, “Every time I see Norah, I get scared. What kind of life did she live to build such a powerful presence?"

Even Calvin didn't have such a commanding presence. He was reserved, a cunning and strategic businessman. He preferred handling his opponents in a subtle manner.

Hank's eyes darkened and he said, “Does she really think she can do whatever she wants after getting close to Mr. Scott? Hmph!"

The two of them regained their composure and greeted the guests with a smile.

The banquet hall was simple in design, but at the center of the venue was a large stage, surrounded by flowers. A red carpet stretched from the door to the stage.

Norah scanned the room and then shifted her gaze away.

"The decorations in the hall are unimpressive, but they put effort into the stage in the middle. I wonder what major announcement they plan to make."

Sean picked up a glass of wine. “I don't know the Wilson family well, and I haven't collaborated much with them."

All businessmen were driven by self-interest. They would even work with their enemies if necessary.

“Well, I'm looking forward to seeing something interesting." Norah also took a glass of red wine and sipped it. "Sean, go ahead with your business. Don't worry about me."

The banquet was a chance to build connections and foster partnerships.

She didn't need Sean to stay with her.

Norah gave him a gentle push and walked towards the rest area.

He watched her walk away, sighing inwardly. He had planned to introduce her to some of his business associates, but she turned her back on him without hesitation, leaving him alone.

Madeline pinched Derek's waist and said, "What? Still holding a torch for Norah? Can't keep your eyes off her?"

Feeling the pinch, Derek averted his gaze from Norah. "I haven't seen her in a long time, so I looked at her a little longer. Why are you always so suspicious?"

Madeline also glanced over. Norah was sitting on the sofa in the rest area, holding a glass of red wine. Her red lips and the wine in the clear glass seemed to match perfectly. She had caught the attention of many guests at the event.

Jealousy and resentment flashed in Madeline's eyes. She had heard that Norah had been in a serious car accident, her life at risk, her face disfigured. Yet, Norah appeared healthy now, even more stunning than before.