Shane-Leo drove Norah to her parents' home, but instead of accompanying her inside, he opted to remain in the car. "I'd rather stay here," he stated, a hint of unease in his voice. "I don't want to intrude on your family's privacy."Norah frowned, rolling her eyes. "Why? You're not doing anything wrong. What's so bad about checking up on a sick man?""No, I'm fine here," Shane-Leo insisted, shaking his head. "Please shut the car door. Thank you.""You really don't want to come?" Norah pressed, her concern evident in her voice."I'm very serious," Shane-Leo maintained, his gaze unwavering. "I'll wait for you until you're done. Don't worry about me."Reluctantly, Norah nodded her head in acceptance. "Fine then, suit yourself. And good luck." She closed the car door and made her way towards the house.As Norah entered her childhood home, she was greeted by a sense of familiarity, tinged with a hint of sadness. She proceeded directly to her father's bedroom, where a nurse was attending to

"It's none of your damn business!" Shane-Leo roared, his voice laced with frustration as he attempted to shove Anderson away."There's no need to get worked up, Shane-Leo," Anderson scoffed, seemingly unaffected by the altercation."Nobody wants to see you right now – not her mother, not her father. You're just wasting your time. If you go in there, you'll only end up embarrassed!" Anderson continued, his tone dismissive and cold.Shane-Leo, his anger reaching its boiling point, turned to face Anderson. Biting his bottom lip, he hissed, "Shit!" before storming back to his car. Once inside, he punched the steering wheel twice in quick succession, his rage palpable, before speeding away from the scene.Anderson couldn't help but smirk as he watched Shane-Leo's taillights fade into the distance. Although he knew he would eventually have to allow the two of them to be together – after all, Shane-Leo was the only one capable of reviving Norah's floundering company – he would find a way to