Chapter 557 She's Not Someone You Should Provoke

As Norah's gaze settled on the woman standing beside Samira, she was surprised to learn they were related. What an unexpected link.

"Miss Wilson, what a coincidence," Hadley remarked, catching Norah's eye and feeling obliged to say hello. She clung to Samira's arm stiffly, carefully avoiding eye contact.

Hadley seemed to grasp Norah's wish to remain unrecognized, so she intentionally kept her distance.

"Aunt Samira, Miss Wilson likely has her own reasons. It would be best if you two stop pressuring her."

The depth of Norah's wealth and the potential repercussions of upsetting her were unknown to them.

"It's none of your business," Samira declared, nudging Hadley slightly. "Please leave."

Hadley faltered, her balance precarious as she desperately reached for something to hold onto. At that moment, a hand caught her, preventing a fall.

Upon regaining her footing, Hadley realized it was Norah who had come to her aid.

"Thank you," she expressed.

Samira snorted in response. "It was merely a light push. Staying upright is your responsibility. It's not my fault if you can't stay on your feet."

Hadley peered down at her high heels, her smile tinged with bitterness, opting not to engage further with Samira.

"Miss Wilson, thank you. Don't heed my aunt and uncle too seriously. If you need to leave, feel free to do so first," Hadley suggested, giving Norah a knowing wink.

Norah acknowledged with a nod. "Thank you."

Further dialogue seemed unnecessary. The best approach was to disregard the situation.

With Hadley's assistance, Norah was able to exit gracefully.

Corrin's anger was palpable. "Samira, what is wrong with your niece? She didn't support us and even assisted Norah's departure!"

Samira confronted Hadley. "You've been out of touch since your marriage. Why come to me now all of a sudden?"

Hadley bowed her head, whispering, "I learned that Shayla is in the hospital and wished to visit her. Moreover, Miss Wilson is not someone you should provoke."

"She is merely Sean's girlfriend, not his wife. She's not powerful enough to pose a threat," Samira retorted sharply. "With the cooperation lost, what's our next step, Corrin?’’

Their attempts to sway Norah had been in vain, igniting their frustration.

"What more can we do? We can do nothing!"

Corrin responded, his glare fixed on Hadley. He had received news that Sean's sister was receiving care at Silver Boulder Private Hospital, which might be another opportunity to meet him and seek cooperation.

Samira pointed a finger sternly at Hadley's forehead. "Leave now. You're of no help. Can't you see the predicament we're in? If you truly care about Shayla, prove it with genuine actions."

Although Hadley had married into wealth, she had not assisted her relatives in any significant way. Why bother?

Once Samira withdrew her finger, a red imprint was left on Hadley's forehead. Hadley inhaled deeply, managing a strained smile. "Aunt Samira, I-I'm without funds."

Marriage to Hank had curtailed Hadley's social life significantly, her days now spent caring for their child. She had struggled considerably to persuade Hank to let her visit this time.

"No money? Then leave," Samira exclaimed.

As Samira turned away, Hadley began to cry.

She had intervened out of kindness, yet Samira's harshness only deepened her sorrow.

Unbeknownst to Samira and Corrin, Hadley had saved them from serious trouble.