Chapter 173 Affection

Susanna stood up, her voice firm, saying, "I knew it was Sean's decision. When I visited his company earlier, it felt like nobody wasn't hearing my instructions at all."

Susanna was quite perceptive.

Phillip's tone was gentle as he said, "Besides, it's nothing wrong to teach a lesson to those who deserve it. Wrongdoers need to face the consequences. Are you okay with Miss Wilson being mistreated?"

Phillip smiled at the mention of just passing by' in Susanna's statement. It was clear Susanna had plans to witness the drama.

It seemed Susanna had matured without him noticing. Phillip used to fret over the innocent Susanna facing harshness. Now, it seemed unnecessary. Being with Norah had taught her much.

"Of course not! Norah's too busy to bother with them, but I'm not. I'll fill her in when she's

back. Susanna had thought through how to tell Norah the whole story.

"Yeah. Please don't be troubled by this. Do what you think is best. Miss Wilson and Mr. Scott are currently enjoying coffee while chatting," Phillip replied.

"What! Norah and Sean ran into each other in Otland? They must be destined to meet. Otland's so vast, yet they found each other!" Susanna couldn't help but exclaim.

Phillip chuckled at Susanna's enthusiastic shout, saying, "Yes, they bumped into each other at a race and decided to catch up."

"Okay, Phillip, bring me some news. I'll treat you to something tasty for your trouble."

"Sure." Phillip's voice softened as he spoke to Susanna. Amid his phone call with Susanna, a blonde, blue-eyed lady wanted to hit up with him, but he dismissed her coldly.

Susanna hung up the phone, feeling dazed. If her ears didn't deceive her, a lady had just made advances at Phillip. She assumed she would tease him or something, but instead, a faintly uneasy feeling crept into her heart. She rubbed her chin, wondering the cause of this peculiar feeling. She pressed her hand against her chest, looking puzzled.

Inside the cafe's chamber.

Norah and Sean had agreed they were friends previously, making their interaction easy and unforced.

Norah was composed during their conversation, chatting with Sean without a hint of unease.

"We talked about racing again some other time, and here we are, Norah.”

"Yeah, what a coincidence. You're as skilled as always."

Sean said with a hint of self-mockery, "So what?" He only managed to secure second place. His disappointment wasn't just on the racetrack but also his love life. It was a double letdown.

Looking at Norah's cold yet graceful countenance, and sensing the distant vibe that kept everyone at arm's length, Sean sighed. Was it true that he failed to evoke any emotions in her? Was he that unimpressive? He started to blame himself. Norah was flawless, so her lack of interest in him must be his fault.

"Norah..." When Sean wanted to say something, Phillip burst through the door, appearing all

tense. "Mr. Scott, there's a terrorist threat at the cafe. We need to get out immediately," Phillip hastily

said.

Then, the sound of gunshots and blasts filled the air.

Sean quickly got up, his expression tuming steely. He took Norah's wrist in his hand. "Norah,

we need to get out of here."

Norah was momentarily caught off guard, stumbling before regaining her balance and hastening to match Sean's quick steps, glancing at him from the comer of her eye.

Sean's profile was striking, with a chiseled jaw, a straight nose, and brows knitted together. His rapid steps released a distinctly masculine fragrance.