Chapter 628 Norah's Eyes Resemble Those In Your Drawing

Norah's gaze drifted. She was eager to return to Glophia, intent on repaying Derek for his kindness, with plans to leave Silverdale soon.

Laughing, she said, "Oh, Mr. Boyd, let's leave the past in the past. No need to bring it up again."

Yolande, driven by curiosity, leaned in and asked, "Norah, how did you come to know my dad? This is the first time I've seen him treat someone with such courtesy."

Marlin, previously lost in his thoughts, perked up, eager to hear the answer.

Sean looked over at Norah, who remained composed.

"You might want to ask him that," she suggested.

Manley dismissed the question with a wave of his hand. "Don't worry about it now. All will be revealed in time."

Hans recalled Manley mentioning Norah in a past conversation but couldn't pinpoint the details.

Throughout dinner, Manley updated Nomh on his family's developments over the years.

"Miss Wilson, do you know Mr. Jarrod Newman well? After that charity event, he made a point of telling me not to complicate things for you."

In business, partners often reach out when they need a favor.

"He doesn't usually ask for favors. Are you two close?"

Norah was surprised by Jarrod's actions.

"He is Sean's business partner. Just a few days back, I performed surgery on his mother. He's probably thankful for that."

Manley, impressed by Norah's medical prowess, responded openly, "Talented individuals always find others willing to assist them."

He hadn't expected to be rescued by a woman in such peril. Norah's bravery had left a lasting impression on him.

As dinner concluded, Manley repeatedly assured her, "Miss Wilson, should you face any trouble in Silverdale, just mention your connection with me."

Norah reluctantly consented, saying, "Okay, I will."

She glanced at Marlin, who sat quietly in the corner without speaking during dinner, and frowned.

She found it puzzling that Manley could reciprocate favors graciously while his son displayed reprehensible conduct.

Manley then rose to personally escort Norah and Sean out.

As they left, Marlin watched silently.

Yolande approached Marlin and queried, "Marlin, haven't you noticed that Norah's eyes resemble those in your drawing?"

Shielding his eyes with his hand, Marlin replied, "Dolores' eyes are distinctive. They're unlike any other."

"I'm telling the truth!" Yolande's observations of Norah's eyes intensified by the portrait she had seen.

Indeed, Norah's eyes mirrored those Marlin had captured in his artwork.

Marlin's resolve faltered as he pondered Norah's eyes. His mind then drifted to Dolores, who had a flower tattoo. He believed, Dolores was the one he yearned for.

"Yolande, keep out of my affairs," he cautioned sternly.

Rising, he demanded, "Never enter my room again."

Yolande's lips tightened, sensing a shift in her brother's demeanor. He had never spoken so harshly before.

A surge of anger crossed Yolande's face. "Dolores? This woman must have a vulnerability I can

exploit," she thought fiercely.

She grabbed her phone and dialed. "Rosalee, are you available? May I visit? There's something important we need to discuss."

Yolande often visited Rosalee, who stayed home due to her condition.

"Of course, you can," Rosalee responded warmly, her tone vibrant and lively.