NovelEnglishChapter 253:
Any Longer
Sean grasped the handle of the food container, setting it down with a deliberate thud, then carefully lifted the
lid.
Each layer unveiled a culinary masterpiece crafted by Norah herself. Twelve buns, pristine and neatly arranged,
greeted him from the first tier.
The second layer oozed with clam chowder, saturating the container with its savory aroma.
The third layer revealed smoked salmon, sending Sean’s heart racing with anticipation.
Norah, having personally prepared these dishes, eagerly awaited Sean's arrival at the hotel entrance. However,
the dishes spilled, and she was swiftly kidnapped by the Breaker.
The tantalizing scent of the food teased Sean's senses, but his mind was consumed by the image of Norah's
encounter with the Breaker.
Phillips voice broke through his reverie. “Mr. Scott, the car is ready. Let's depart.”
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He caught sight of the contents in the food container. Having experienced Norah's culinary expertise firsthand,
he immediately recognized that this was the dinner she had lovingly prepared for him.
Sean stored the food container in the car without a second thought, unconcerned about any potential oil stains
on the luxurious vehicle.
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What mattered to him was that it held Norah's expression of love, and he couldn't bear to let it go.
“Shall we head straight to confront the Breaker, Mr. Scott?” K asked, seated in the driver's seat. Taking
advantage of the moment, he posed the question once more. While Sean had been inspecting the food
container, K had assumed the role of driver.
“Yes, let's go,” Sean replied, his impatience growing.
Sporting a sheepish expression, K met Phillip’s gaze through the rearview mirror before voicing his concern,
“Considering the number of people in Sacredice, won't your identity as the leader be easily known if you reveal
yourself like this?”
Sean had concealed his true identity for countless years, driven by his desire to remain hidden from the prying
eyes of others. Even when he faced the four Deacons, he had taken the precaution of donning a disguise to
conceal his true identity.
Sean's eyes gleamed with a chilling intensity, resonating with an ominous coldness. “I couldn’t care less about
others’ opinions. My sole concern is ensuring Norah's safety.”
Phillip retrieved a black robe from the car and advised, “Mr. Scott, it's wise to conceal your identity. Your
relationship with Miss Wilson is still in its infancy. If she discovers your true identity now, it might jeopardize your
budding romance.”
At the mention of a possible breakup, Sean's resolve wavered instantly.
“In that case, I'll confront the Breaker in my capacity as the leader of Sacredice. Finding Norah remains the
utmost priority for everyone else.”
“Yes, Mr. Scott.”
At Breaker’s headquarters, Norah emerged from the abyss of unconsciousness, slowly peeling her heavy eyelids
apart.
The intense glare of the incandescent light flooded the room, causing her to squint against its piercing
brightness.
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Battling a splitting headache, she narrowed her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. The room was a stark
expanse of pure white, devoid of any furnishings. Before her stood a seamless wall of mirrors. In the desolate
confines of the room, the only sound that echoed was the rhythmic pattern of her own breath.
As she attempted to shift her body, Norah realized with a start that she was bound to a white chair. Her hands
and feet were securely fastened, rendering her completely immobile. The tightness of the ropes left no room for
escape.
As expected, she had been taken to Breaker’s headquarters.
The knockout drops on the petite woman's handkerchief packed a powerful punch, yet Norah's quick thinking
allowed her to take in only a fraction of the substance. Despite her efforts, the effects swiftly overtook her,
rendering her incapacitated before she could even fathom reaching for the antidote.
A knock resounded on the glass, drawing Norah's attention. She gazed quietly at the transparent barrier with her
penetrating eyes.
If her assumption was correct, the mirror was one-way glass. Those outside could observe her, while she only
discerned her own shadow on its reflective surface.
With a subtle frown, Norah remarked, “Is this how the Breaker shows sincerity?”
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