Chapter: 801

Coen, still shaken by the day's events, attempted to mask his lingering confusion with a reassuring smile.

"Derek, I know you will do the right thing. You are a good man. It is a shame about the potential business opportunity with the Morris family."

Seizing on a potential solution, Derek leaned forward, his tone gaining a level of excitement. “It occurs to me that if you are still searching for new business partners. Perhaps I can introduce you to someone with a very impressive background," he suggested, his words laced with promise.

At Hancock Shooting Club.

Susanna's irritation grew with each step, the sound of footsteps behind her a persistent reminder of the unwanted presence. "They are such pests!" she said, her voice low and filled with distaste. "Why do they insist on sticking to us like leeches?" Her nostrils flared with irritation, the very air feeling heavier with their presence.

Susanna did not hate spencer but her irritation towards Amabel was not hidden, a thorn in her side that festered the longer the woman lingered near. To Susanna, the mere act of breathing in Amabel's vicinity felt like a trial, one she had no patience to endure. Sean, keenly aware of his sister's discontent, cast a brief yet reassuring glance at their unwanted shadow.

“Just ignore them," he said, "Our time at the shooting club is ours alone, and we will not let them taint it."

Inside the shooting club, Kennedy waited, his smile, like a beacon, lighting up the room at the sight of the trio's arrival.

“Hal You kept your word, kid." Kennedy's friendly jibe toward Sean was quickly followed by a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. Turning his attention to Susanna, he quipped, "You missed me right?"

Kennedy's large hand ruffled Susanna's hair.

"Wow, look at you now, all grown up and even more beautiful.

Remember back then, you used to cling to my legs, begging for cotton candy."

Susanna smiled shyly at Kennedy's words. "That was long ago. There's no need to bring that up."

Kennedy's gaze then moved to the stunning woman standing next to Sean.

She was dressed in a rose-colored satin gown, her hair cascading softly over her shoulders. Tall and slender, with flawless skin, she adorned herself with delicate diamond earrings that highlighted her elegant facial features.

Kennedy had seen many beautiful women in his life, but this woman was easily one of the most beautiful women he had ever met.

He used to know another woman who was even more beautiful than this one. It was a shame she was deceased.

The more he looked at Norah, the more familiar she looked.

“Kennedy, let me introduce you to my girlfriend. This is Norah Wilson, my girlfriend. Honey, this is Kennedy Hayes. This club belongs to him."

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Hayes."

Norah examined the man in front of her. He was dressed in all black and exuded the same aura of efficiency that Kason exuded. He was definitely a retired soldier. A well-trained one.

He had a full beard, and his eyes shone alertly when he looked at people. He seemed to be a tough man.

"Nice to meet you. Sean has made mention of you several times. It's nice that I finally get to meet you in person. Come sit so we can chat," Kennedy said, walking towards the Lounge.

He noticed that the Morris siblings were following behind.