Chapter: 312

"Now that you're aware, Dr. Wilson, I'll be heading out."

Norah watched with a chill as Jolie departed without uttering a single word.

Norah was baffled as to why both Baylor and Jolie would approach her, each pointing fingers at the other for writing the anonymous letter.

Norah couldn't tell if the anonymous letter was the work of one of them or a joint effort. She was set on uncovering the truth.

"Norah, did you come by yourself today? Where's your constant companion, Susanna?" Joanna looked past Norah, expecting to see the familiar face but found no one. She had assumed Susanna would always be by Norah's side.

"I'm not sure." Norah was curious about Susanna's absence but didn't find it particularly alarming, believing that it was unrealistic to expect Susanna to always wait for her to get off work.

“Let's not dwell on her. Norah, please, take a seat. Bryson, you're free to leave. I'd like a moment to speak with Norah," Joanna said.

Bryson, feeling a bit lost, acknowledged Norah with a greeting and exited the room.

“Now, let's pick up where we left off, Norah. Between Mr. Hayes and Mr. Scott, who would you prefer if both were competing for your affection?" Joanna's eyes lit up.

“I've already made it clear. That's not going to happen."

"I doubt that." Joanna, shaking her head, added with significance, "Those watching from the sidelines often see things more clearly. I'm certain Mr. Scott has taken a fancy to you. And Mr. Hayes, he must have feelings for you too."

At the mention of Kason, something from the past came to Norah's mind. She cleared her throat before sharing, “Joanna, I've got a story for you. Fourteen years ago, I was just a lost kid. Once, the small village I was staying in came under attack. I was quite young then, and the villagers, in their kindness, threw me into the village's dry well for my safety..."

After listening to the whole story, Joanna was slightly shocked.

“Wait, so the guy who saved you is Kason? That's such a crazy coincidence!"

Joanna then recalled Norah's expression at the first mention of Kason's name at the Glamour Club.

“You recognized Kason from back in the Glamour Club days? And he had no idea who you were?" Joanna probed.

"Yes," Norah confirmed, nodding. "It was only when I visited his ward moments earlier that he recalled me."

“So, Norah, do you feel anything special for Kason?"

“Well, a long time ago, I was really thankful to him, and I looked up to him. But after he took me to the welfare house and I got adopted, those feelings just faded away." Norah's gaze dropped, her face showing no emotion.

Joanna had never heard about Norah's past until then. Ever since meeting Norah, Joanna was drawn to Norah's distinctively charming personality and quickly became a big fan.

Norah hinted at a tough past, which was something Joanna hadn't anticipated. Norah had grown up in a conflict-ridden border area where violence was all too common.

Joanna clenched her fist, considering her next words. She had always been curious about Norah's past, but Norah had consistently dodged the subject. This was the first time Norah had opened up about her past.

Norah's recounting carried no trace of sadness or anger. She treated it as just another story.

"Norah..." Joanna began, a sympathetic look in her eyes.