Chapter: 984

Manley then rose to personally escort Norah and Sean out.

As they left, Marlin watched silently.

Yolande approached Marlin and queried, "Marlin, haven't you noticed that Norah's eyes resemble those in your drawing?"

Shielding his eyes with his hand, Marlin replied, "Dolores' eyes are distinctive. They're unlike any other."

"I'm telling the truth!" Yolande's observations of Norah's eyes intensified by the portrait she had seen.

Indeed, Norah's eyes mirrored those Marlin had captured in his artwork.

Marlin's resolve faltered as he pondered Norah's eyes. His mind then drifted to Dolores, who had a flower tattoo. He believed, Dolores was the one he yearned for.

"Yolande, keep out of my affairs," he cautioned sternly.

Rising, he demanded, “Never enter my room again."

Yolande's lips tightened, sensing a shift in her brother's demeanor.

He had never spoken so harshly before.

A surge of anger crossed Yolande's face. “Dolores? This woman must have a vulnerability I can exploit," she thought fiercely.

She grabbed her phone and dialed. “Rosalee, are you available? May I visit? There's something important we need to discuss.”

Yolande often visited Rosalee, who stayed home due to her condition.

“Of course, you can," Rosalee responded warmly, her tone vibrant and lively.

After parting with Manley and Hans, Sean and Norah entered their car.

The moment they were settled in, Sean couldn't shake off a pang of jealousy.

"You seem to give Marlin a lot of attention."

He had caught Norah glancing at Marlin several times during dinner.

Marlin was quiet, yet his presence was unmistakable.

“No, why would you think that?" Norah's response was almost instinctive.

"You looked at him three times. Isn't that showing special interest?"

Sean said and scoffed. He folded his arms across his chest, visibly upset.

"I'm familiar with Manley, and I know Marlin too. I don't understand why he's suddenly keeping his distance, so I couldn't help but watch him."