Chapter 85:

Joanna narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing the photos intently. Then, she smacked her forehead and blurted out, “Isn’t that Amabel Morris? She’s Spencer’s older sister, who went overseas to study five years ago. Did she…?”

She paused, noticing the closeness between Amabel and Sean in the photos. “They look adorable together. Who snapped these shots for you?”

Norah retrieved her phone nonchalantly. “Derek,” she replied casually.

“What? He snapped them and sent these photos to you? That’s amusing! Why did he send you these photos?” Joanna chuckled.

“Well, he and Madeline assumed I was kept by Sean and sent these to…,” Norah trailed off.

“By sending you these photos, they expected to see Sean ditch you soon? I don’t know Sean well, but their minds are disgusting,” Joanna remarked, making a gagging motion and leaning on Norah’s shoulder.

“I recall Amabel. She’s our age. She was a top student in college, majoring in finance. After graduation, she pursued postgraduate studies abroad. I never heard she knew Sean.”

Joanna reminisced, though her thoughts were jumbled. “Yes, I remember there was no interaction between them.”

Norah had no clue who Amabel was, and the name sounded unfamiliar. She pressed her lips together. “Sean visited her, and they had dinner alone. They must be acquainted. Perhaps they’re closer than we realize.”

“I reckon Sean might be taken by her pretty face,” Joanna mused.

“Men are all visual creatures,” Joanna muttered. “It’s true. You said I was attracted by Amabel? How did I not know about that?”

A cold voice interrupted. Norah froze at Sean’s voice, while Joanna continued in her drunk state.

“Hey, who the hell are you? Did I say something wrong? Men are all about Norah. She’s stunning. That’s why Sean and Kason are so fond of her and treat her so well. I’m telling you.”

smile. “Sean, don’t mind her. She’s drunk. She didn’t know

Sean settled across from

could respond, Joanna abruptly sat upright and called

“Sorry for having you witness

vision was blurry because of the alcohol. She blinked a few times to discern the man in front of her. “Are you Sean?”

an eyebrow and glanced at Norah. “Norah, is this

about, Sean? Joanna’s intoxicated. You can’t take

could react to steady Joanna when she sat

wine before Sean, who lifted it, gazing downward, adding to his enigmatic

you acquainted with Amabel?”

knows her and brought her up,” Norah replied casually. “Sean, do you know her? I heard you

exuding a dignified air. “I’m not acquainted

smirked. If she hadn’t seen those photos, she might have believed

you had dinner together? And seemed to have a pleasant time!” Joanna smiled and quizzed him. Her thoughts were muddled, and she uttered what

calm demeanor.

we didn’t dine together; we merely chatted for a couple of minutes

“What’s the

couldn’t help but laugh.

Norah’s eyes. He sighed. “Miss Andrews,

into laughter. She laughed because probably no one

he was the head of the

having seen Amabel at dinner?” His

her. Why would I mind?” Norah regarded Sean coldly. “She’s supposed

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