Chapter 560 Help From Heaven

"You're welcome, Alice. Making you happy makes everything I've done worthwhile."

"I'm so glad to be friends with you," Alice replied softly. She tilted her head, experiencing warmth in her heart as she watched the blurred face of the woman beside her in the mist.

"Norah, I have an agreement with Zeke. I'll stay them for only three months. When you return and Phoebe recovers, I'll go back to Otland"

She had enjoyed her time here, but she knew her departure was inevitable.

"Let's meet in Otland next time."

"Okay." Norah nodded.

She couldn't force someone to stay. She was content knowing Alice could remain here, worry-free, for another few months.

They lingered in the bathtub for half an hour before getting dressed.

Before retreating to her room, Alice hugged Norah gently. "Norah, I wish you a smooth business trip and a good night."

"Good night, Alice. Sweet dreams," Norah replied, patting Alice gently on the back. She understood that sometimes bad moods were inevitable, and letting them go often brought relief.

Meanwhile, at the Wilson Manor.

Hadley returned home wearily after being scolded by Samira. It was a rare opportunity for her to go out, but she couldn't stop worrying about her child.

"You wouldn't have come back if I hadn't called, right? The kid has been looking for you repeatedly! Are you trying to get a divorce?"

Hank began scolding her as soon as she walked through the door.

Hadley quickly explained and shared the news about Norah.

"You met Norah?" Hank asked, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "She has connections to the Wilson

family in Glophia? And she'll be in Silverdale for business for three months?"

Hank's demeanor shifted abruptly. "Forget it. Have a good rest," he said, his mind clearly racing. He left in a hurry, muttering, "I'll be right back."

Hadley was left confused. She had rushed back, expecting the usual reprimand, but instead found herself unscathed.

She rubbed her arms, relieved she wouldn't face any punishment tonight.

Hank found his dad and quickly relayed Noah's business trip plans.

Iker pounded the desk in excitement. "This is great news. Once she is in Silverdale, Sean won't be able to protect her. The rich families there are just as powerful. The Scotts might be the wealthiest in Glophia, but in Silverdale, they're just average."

Hank, recalling his investigations into Silverdale's elite, remained silent.

Despite the Scotts' power in Glophia, he knew they could still wield considerable influence in Silverdale. My father might have underestimated them.

"Have you set up our people in Glophia?" Iker asked.

Hank snapped back to the moment. "I haven't had the chance to inform them. They won't be useful in the next three months."

Iker's anger flared. "Loser!" He paused, considering the news about Norah. "Since we can't act in Glophia, send someone to Silverdale. Hank, don't we have business partners there? Will you handle this personally?"

"Dad, Sean isn't stupid. If I go to Silverdale and something happens to Norah, they'll trace it back to us.

We can't be seen there."

"You're right," Iker conceded, thinking hard. "Our branch in Silverdale can promote our cooperation with the Powell family, correct?"

His eyes narrowed as a plan formed. "Let the Powells go to Silverdale. They can serve as our scapegoat."

In that case, they would stay out of sight. And if the plan succeeded, the Powells would take the fall.