Chapter: 458

During the three-minute journey, Sean had swiftly reached out to the two men from the Sacredice who took charge of Norah's safety, gathering insights about the unfolding incident.

"The baldy is Remy, the reigning champion of the underground boxing ring. Did you cross paths with him? Any internal injuries?" Sean found it impossible to articulate the depth of his worry upon hearing the news, urging Phillip relentlessly to drive faster.

Norah gracefully raised her hands, twirling in front of Sean, a subtle smile gracing her radiant face. “Don't worry about me. Besides, you've arranged for the men from the Sacredice to protect me. No harm will come my way."

Turning back to face Sean, she reached out, enveloping his slender waist and gazing up at him. "Darling, don't worry about me."

Norah selectively engaged in battles she was confident of winning.

She never embarked on endeavors she knew would end in defeat.

Cradling Norah's fragrant and supple form in his arms, Sean released a deep breath. In every aspect, his girlfriend was flawless, yet just a tad too courageous for her own good.

Sean placed his hand gently on the back of Norah's head, guiding her to lean into his protective embrace.

With a stronger resolve to keep her safe, he softly commanded, "Get in the car."

Norah complied, sitting neatly in the car seat. She drew the seatbelt across and clicked it into place, placing her hands atop her knees in readiness.

"I'm set to go. May I start explaining now?" Norah was eager to share the details of the incident, feeling it was necessary, even without Sean's prompt.

Sean's expression grew serious as he listened, aware that the Breaker's intention was clear. They were after Norah, having already made a move through Remy.

Noticing the sizable gap between them, Sean questioned the space, “iihy the distance?"

Sean moved closer, his breath, tinged with a hint of lime, caressed Norah's lips as if he'd just enjoyed a candy with that flavor.

The seatbelt released with a click as Sean drew Norah closer into his arms.

"I don't want any distance between us," he whispered, his embrace tightening, his face nestling against her cheek with a satisfied sigh.

"Now, tell me about Remy. What did he want from you?"

Norah found herself sitting on Sean's lap, his presence enveloping her, a potent mix of masculine and luxurious scents making the air around them feel heavy and warm. It left her feeling a bit overwhelmed, a subtle breathlessness overtaking her. “Um, maybe I should sit back down," she suggested, noting the intensity of their proximity.

Since Norah and Sean's relationship blossomed, Norah had softened considerably, her once formidable demeanor now often yielding to his endearing affections.

Sean's transformation from a stoic business tycoon to a tender companion was nothing short of remarkable.

Norah couldn't help but relish the change. How could anyone resist the charms of an affectionate partner, one who showered her with sweet words and gazes that held only her?

Such devotion was something Norah had always longed for, having felt the sting of abandonment throughout her life. To be deliberately chosen and cherished was to feel valued.

As Sean's embrace tightened reassuringly, Norah found her attempts to maintain a semblance of space futile and settled into his lap.

Norah started to recount her recent confrontation, "I had just left the hospital when Remy and a group from the Breaker confronted me.