Norah would drink anything as long as it cfrom him, no questions asked, she twisted open the milk bottle and took a gulp.
Henson raised an eyebrow at Norah, thinking his sister wasn't without her tic moments. Larry and his sister walked over, still
catching their breath, "Staying hover the holidays has really taken its toll, definitely need to get back in shape!" Larry sighed
tically, "Back in the day, | could play for three hours straight without getting this tired!" Norah laughed at his exaggeration, a
playful hush escaping her lips. Larry was dazzled by Norah's laughter, "If you're into basketball, we should play more often, sis. |
usually delegate work to my assistant, got plenty of free time!" He whipped out his phone, "Let's add each other on WhatsApp, we
can chat there!" Xavier's brow furrowed subtly, his expression turning somber. Just as Norah was about to decline, Henson
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsuddenly spoke up, "Sure, why not? It's not like you have anything better to do at home. Add Larry!" Norah shot him a glare. What
was he playing at? "What are you waiting for? Larry's waiting," Henson said, taking Norah's phone and adding Larry on WhatsApp.
"Bang!" Xavier effortlessly threw an empty water bottle into a trash can several yards away, asking indifferently, "Still up for
basketball?" Carol's legs hurt like they were cramping, she couldn't go on, "I'm done." Larry, not wanting to appear weak in front of
Norah, forced a smile, "I'll keep Mr. Hansonpany!" Xavier grabbed a basketball and headed for the court. Carol and Norah sat
on a bench to watch. Henson stood up, "Sis, you chat with Mrs. Carol, I'm going over there to practice shooting." Norah exchanged
a knowing look with him, nodding, "Okay, just don't go too far!" Henson walked away with his air rifle. Carol, watching Henson's
departure, smiled, "Your brother is quite handsome, he's going to be quite the heartbreaker." Norah smiled, her gaze returning to
the court. Xavier played even harder this time, causing Larry to trip and fall, landing hard on his back, struggling to get up for a
moment. Carol laughed awkwardly, "Mr. Hanson is really something!" Norah turned to Carol, "Do you like Mr. Hanson?" A flush
crossed Carol's face as she nodded shyly, "Mr. Hanson is quite nice." "Have your family prepared a hundred million for the dowry
then?" Norah asked seriously. Carol froze, "What? A hundred million for the dowry?" Norah looked surprised, "Didn't the
matchmaker tell you?" "Tellwhat?" Norah's expression turned regretful, "Sorry, | shouldn't have said that. Don't take it to
heart." Carol leaned in closer, her eyes flickering with curiosity, "Norah, you seem like a very honest girl. Tell me, what's this
hundred million thing about?" Norah glanced around before whispering, "I heard that the Hanson family's business is facing some
trouble and they're looking to solve it through marriage. The previous prospect was willing to offer fifty million as a dowry to marry
Mr. Hanson, but the Hanson family said it wasn't enough. So, you might need to prepare a hundred million to marry into the
family!" Carol gasped, going pale, "Maddidn't mention any of this to me!" Norah offered a sheepish smile, "How could they
possibly tell you that upfront?" Carol thought the Hanson family was a wealthy and prestigious household that could help her
family's financial situation. She didn't expect the Hanson family to be a facade, looking for her to fill their coffers!
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