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“Oh. Thank you, Nora. That’s very kind of you.” She nods and turns to leave. Just then, the sun hits her eyes through the large corridor windows, and I notice something. Her eyes—deep-set, almond-shaped, slightly tilted at the outer corners, and a distinctive silvery gray. For a moment, I swear they look just like Selina’s eyes. My breath catches in my throat. How have I never noticed this before? I’ve seen Nora several times not since reuniting with my biological parents, but I’ve never made the connection until now.

Monica was back into the door, pushing it open with her butt, and joining the morning rush of people on the street once more. She makes it to the corner and go through the glass double doors simply marked Jacobs in a beautiful gold script font. Nora’s storefront has a small selection of off-the-rack options, but the bulk of her work is through custom designs and the few boutiques she works with directly. Inside, she was hit with a bustle of activity as assistants run back and forth to set up racks in the conference room. “What’s that for?” she asks an intern. “Backdrop scenery for the call. Nora’s early morning, brilliant idea,” he replies, never pausing. In the conference room, Nora’s pres

"Maybe he's still asleep. You know he's a night crawler. He must be in bed by now." Well, that was a good point. My half-brother, Robert was always partying. Except he had changed in the last few years—which was unlikely—he should be in deep slumber in a drunken state now. But what about Nora? That woman was restless. She was always up early to do whatever even though she had many maids at her beck and call. She should have seen the mail, right? Fuck! Did she wave it aside as a prank? My anxiety was shooting through the roof now. I refreshed my inbox over and over again. I was this close to throwing the phone away when two new emails popped on the screen.

He wasn’t in the mood for games. The woman tilted her head, an amused smirk forming on her lips. "I thought I made that clear over the phone," she said. Her voice was low but steady, carrying a weight of confidence. "You want Audrey, don’t you?" Frank said nothing, his silence an invitation for her to continue. She took a slow step toward him, her boots clicking softly against the concrete floor. "Well, your situation and mine aren’t so different," she said, her tone measured. "My name’s Nora. I used to work as your uncle’s assistant—until Audrey had me kicked out."

She no longer had the graceful glide of a socialite, but the heavy, deliberate tread of a soldier. When she reached the executive floor, Nora was there, standing by the window with a glass of wine. Her face was etched with the exhaustion of a thousand secrets. "How did it go?" Nora asked, searching Robbin’s face for the partner she knew—the one who felt too much. Robbin looked at her. For the first time, Nora felt a flicker of something terrifying. The woman standing there had Robbin’s face, but the soul behind the eyes was a stranger. The Alter had never been out when Nora was there; she had always retreated before they could meet.

, she replied. The woman, apparently unfazed by Mr. Samuels's demeanor, extended her hand towards me with a gracious smile. "And who might this be?" she inquired, her gaze lingering on me with a hint of curiosity. I offered a polite smile in return, though I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me in Nora's presence. "I'm Sara," I replied evenly, careful to maintain a neutral expression. "Pleased to meet you." Nora's smile widened at my response, though there was a calculating glint in her eyes that didn't escape my notice. "Sara, how lovely," she remarked, her tone dripping with faux sweetness. "I'm Nora Roberts, a friend of Zack's."

Thea sneered, "Nora, you are truly a cunning rabbit. Cunning as a fox, Thorne took away one of your burrows before, but you managed to escape with your tail intact. Now you want to pull the same trick again, but I am not Thorne. There is no way I would allow you to have another chance to rise from the ashes." "You were very cruel." "Could you be heartless? For money, your hands were stained with so much blood." Nora's elegance and luxury could no longer be sustained, and she broke down, shouting, "I didn't plot to harm Robert just to take over your medical team. It was Robert, damn him, who forced me to return all the businesses to the Miller family. Why should I? Those were all the territor

She pushed all the books to the floor,kicking away all the rubbish and settling down on the chair, resting her head on the table. “E-excuse me.” A small voice called out by her side. She opened her eyes to see who it was, a cute girl with glasses. She remembered her from her past life. She was one of the people that were nice to her and tried to warn her but she ignored her. Her name was Nora. In the future, she was an excellent script writer who was so popular but she married a bad man who beat her and later she ended up dead with her wrists slit in her bathtub. It was all over the news. She would try as much as she could to protect her in this life.

Soft footsteps, the faint creak of a mattress, a drawer opening, fabric shifting. I carefully nudged the door open a bit and peered inside. Nora stood by my bed, lifting the corner of the mattress with one hand while sliding something underneath with the other. Her entire demeanor had changed, gone was the gentle sister, replaced by someone sharp, precise, and cold. She wasn’t even being subtle about it. I waited until she smoothed the blanket back into place, then I pushed the door open fully. “Here’s your…” I lifted an empty glass meaningfully, “Oh. You don’t want it anymore?”

Chapter 2: An opportunity She finally stood up from the ground, looked around, and then left. Her name is Nora Remington, a lady of 24 years old with Emerald eyes and brown hair, she is from Fresno in California. Nora's flight time it's the same as Kieran but she decided to smell the environment of Fresno once before finally leaving for New York to start a new life. She has a friend who lives in New York and is ready to find a job for Nora.