Chapter: 421

Norah caught the lingering fragrance of Sean, her lips parting slightly as she observed his pleased demeanor, her eyes shyly looking away.

She clasped her hands together as she felt her heart beating like a drum. Though she projected confidence in romantic matters, her actual experience with love was limited.

The car raced away and vanished in a flash at the entrance of the hospital.

Jack's crew emerged from the shadowy recesses of the street.

"Where are the others? “Weren't they supposed to be watching over this place? Why is there no one here?"

“I tried calling them, but no one picked up," came the response.

"You're all a sorry lot," a man sneered. “If Jack were to come after me tonight, none of you would be spared. Reach out to them and ask them to meet me. Get in the car and pursue that vehicle. There are only two occupants in that car. I refuse to believe that I can't find an opportunity to confront them."

In the quietness of Sean's car, Norah's heart seemed to thump louder and louder.

“How was your afternoon at work?" Norah finally asked, breaking the silence. They were an item, starting from this morning.

“Not bad." Sean was in high spirits as he navigated the road, one hand on the steering wheel and the other clasping hers as the car halted at a red light.

Norah attempted to pull away but eventually relented, allowing him to hold her hand.

"What about you? Is it boring to stay in the hospital?" Sean asked.

"No, I've had a very full life." A sudden chill crept into Norah's voice, prompting Sean to steal a glance at her.

Sean had dispatched agents from the Sacredice to tail Norah and ensure her safety. Thinking of her routine at the hospital, he assumed it should be uneventful this afternoon.

In the heart of the abandoned building, the two men from the Sacredice efficiently tidied up the scene.

"No wonder the Sacredice has a specialized unit for this," gasped a figure in a black robe. “Handling so many bodies at once is truly challenging."

"We must Locate Miss Wilson. The updated location is out. Let's move."

The duo reached the deserted main road, their eyes widened in surprise.

"Where is the motorcycle?"

"IT don't know."

Standing on the deserted main road, the two men exchanged a confused Look.

“What's that at your feet, Norah?" Sean's voice broke the silence in the sealed car, where the scent of blood grew increasingly pungent.

Opening the window, Sean let the crisp breeze sweep in, dissipating the odor.

Norah cast a nonchalant glance at the object. “Let's discuss it after dinner." She shrugged, fearing the truth might spoil his appetite.