Chapter: 746

“Luna, I've told you before, I want nothing to do with your family.

Please stop seeking me out."

Norah gently held Shayla's hand and guided her back to Luna.

“Shayla is your daughter. I only offered a suggestion. The choice is yours to make."

With her eyes cast downward and her voice chilly, Norah said, “Please, don't bother me again. I have no intentions of contacting the Wilson family."

Luna's visit today was spurred by her father's business success; his company had secured several significant orders. His partner had accidentally mentioned it was the Scott family who had facilitated these opportunities, thanks to Norah's influence.

Overjoyed, her father had insisted that she reconnect with Norah to fortify their familial ties.

Shayla, blinking her large eyes, tugged gently at Norah's finger.

“Auntie let's go home."

Unaware of the complex adult interactions, she simply cherished Norah's presence, drawn to her kindness and beauty.

"See how much Shayla adores you. My family bears no ill will towards you. Why do you reject us so fiercely?"

Norah, having grown up an orphan, stood to gain from associating with Luna's family. Her resistance puzzled everyone.

“Where have you seen hostility from me towards your family? I simply wish to keep my distance, nothing more."

Norah took two steps back. “If we cross paths, let's pretend we're strangers. Goodbye."

Luna's family were relentless, akin to leeches that clung tightly once they attached themselves. Only by decisively cutting ties early could she prevent future complications.

They saw her as a stepping stone to greater profits and were determined to keep her within their reach. Norah's understanding of their motives was painfully clear.

Although she wasn't very familiar with Corrin and his family, their brief encounters had given her a glimpse into their character.

Luna's efforts to bridge the gap between them were likely at Corrin's behest. She chuckled to herself; she was already divorced-what more did they expect to gain from her?

As she walked past Luna, she couldn't help but look down and smile at Shayla, who gazed up at her with wide, innocent eyes.

Shayla was remarkably mature for her age. At just two years old, she managed her emotions better than most children her age, often comforting her mother and displaying a level of obedience.

Norah's dwindling patience with Luna was preserved solely for Shayla's sake; otherwise, she wouldn't bother interacting at all.

The thought of the child's health weighed on her. If treated promptly, Shayla could recover and thrive, but neglect could jeopardize her development.

She sincerely hoped Luna would prioritize Shayla's well-being and heed her advice to seek medical evaluation sooner rather than later.

While Luna was furious at Norah for suggesting something was amiss with Shayla's health, she eventually considered Norah's respected standing in the medical community. It would not hurt to take Shayla for a checkup.