Chapter: 262

Phillip looked on, his worry not just for Sean but for Norah, venturing alone into danger.

Sean was visibly shaken, his emotions getting the better of him.

Phillip knew he'd regret his indifference if something happened to Norah, undoubtedly leaving him to deal with the aftermath.

"Mr. Scott, Miss Wilson is a woman! The people inside are not easy to deal with! The Fox Alliance even considered abducting her before.

What if they recognize her now..." Phillip was interrupted as Sean made a U-turn and moved past him.

With a stern tone, Sean instructed, "Pressure the police to act more swiftly."

"And you?"

"I'll be following her in." With each step Sean took, a sharp pain echoed through his chest, battling the urge to shut off his thoughts.

Yet, his mind relentlessly replayed memories of Norah. Her pride, her struggles, her elegance... Each moment was vividly imprinted in his mind...

Sean was determined not to stand by idly if Norah faced danger, not while he could still do something.

Meanwhile, Norah, consumed with thoughts of Kason, paid no mind to the possibility of Sean trailing her again, nor did she ponder why he was outside the Fox Alliance headquarters or why he had confronted her.

The Fox Alliance's headquarters was nestled in a rural area on the outskirts, surrounded by walls. It housed several farmhouses within its perimeter.

The dim glow from various rooms signaled the presence of people. She moved along the wall's shadows, silent as a ghost.

In her previous assignments with her organization, remaining undetected was a crucial skill, and Norah excelled at it, able to enter any place silently, unseen by others.

She moved quietly, blending into the darkness, drawing nearer with each silent step.

At this hour, most were secluded in their rooms, unaware of the thought of an intruder climbing the walls to sneak in.

Typically, the more influential the individual, the more centrally located their accommodations. Norah made her way toward the center of the base, where she spotted a house that stood out, its Lights burning brighter than the rest.

From within, the sound of voices echoed. "Drink! Drink more! The more you drink, the merrier!"

Norah instantly recognized the voice. It was the same woman who had attempted to kidnap her before. If her intelligence was accurate, this woman, Hilda, ranked second in the Fox Alliance, wielding significant influence. She wondered whom Hilda was speaking to.

Treading lightly, Norah moved closer to the house, the sounds of Hilda's voice growing increasingly clear. “He's completely wasted.

Someone, bring him to my room."

Norah's thoughts whirled as she caught snippets of conversation indicating someone was about to be moved. She strained her ears, trying to discern more. Who could they be relocating?

A male voice drifted out, remarking on the attractiveness of their captive, hinting at a lascivious anticipation for what was to come.

“Hilda, this one's quite a catch. Seems like you'll have quite the night."