Chapter: 1480

Huntley attempted to embrace her, but she pulled away. “Darling, I won't claim what rightfully belongs to my sister. It's hers by right."

He wrapped his arms around her firmly. "I understand you're upset with my sister. I'm not asking you to forgive her. They seldom visit, and guess what? Norah is the Supernatural Doctor."

Florence ceased her struggling, her expression one of astonishment.

“The world-famous Supernatural Doctor?"

"Yes!"

“Oh, don't let them deceive you. How could the Supernatural Doctor be such a young woman? That's just not plausible." Florence shook her head.

“Norah claimed that with her treatment, Dad could live another decade."

Florence's eyes grew wide. "Really? Is that even possible?"

“My sister wouldn't deceive us with Dad's health at stake. Love, regardless of what they ask for, as long as they can heal dad, we should agree to it."

Keenan had made significant contributions to the Frazier family's business, while Huntley was now working to expand it.

Florence, hailing from a once-prominent noble family in Surella, understood Keenan's pivotal role in the Frazier family. She acknowledged that her own family's survival was largely due to the Fraziers' support.

If Keenan were to live another decade, she would gladly hand over all the money to Norah and her mother.

"Darling, it bothers me that Bernice, after disappearing for over twenty years, still stands to inherit a portion of the Frazier assets. If Norah truly is the Supernatural Doctor..." Florence stopped, gathering her resolve, then continued, "Please ask her to treat Keenan."

"Yes, Norah will. Don't worry!" Huntley reassured her, knowing well his wife's disposition. He soothed her, saying, "Those difficult times are all in the past. Things are Looking up."

Norah wasn't concerned about the Frazier family's shares. Despite having company in her bed, she slept soundly throughout the night.

The sound of movement awoke Roseanne, who, upon checking the time, exclaimed, "It's so late! I have classes this morning."

Norah playfully scolded, “Then you should've woken up earlier. I have plans today, so I can't drive you.”

Handling someone as guileless as Roseanne was straightforward for Norah. Even simple, affectionate gestures made them feel close.

“Okay, Norah."

It was comforting for them both to have a female relative to confide in and share nights with.

After freshening up, Norah came downstairs to find her mother already engaged in conversation with Florence on the sofa. Florence probably knew Norah's true identity since she seemed less cold towards Bernice.

Florence caught sight of Norah and said, “Norah, come sit with us."

Once Norah was seated, Florence requested the servant to serve breakfast.

She cooed, "Norah, if there's anything you need while you're in Surella, just tell me. We'll do everything we can to accommodate you."