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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 77
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Chapter 77:

Phillip hung up the phone at the entrance of Sky Restaurant and hurriedly greeted Sean, who looked grumpy and

annoyed.

“Mr. Scott, Silver Boulder Private Hospital, the issue at the police station has been handled. Kaiden is being

obedient and hasn't uttered a word that’s out of line,” Phillip reported.

Sean nodded coldly, his jaw tightening. “If Annabel tries contacting you in the future, reject her calls right away.”

“Okay, Miss Morris’ affairs,” Phillip acknowledged.

Sean sat in the back of his car and stretched his legs. “Hmm. Pay more attention to Miss Wilson's affairs. Report

topromptly if you find anything.”

“Understood, Mr. Scott.”

Norah noticed her phone vibrating relentlessly. It was several photos sent by Derek.

The setting of those photos was an exquisite restaurant, where the ambiance was romantic. A professionally

looking woman and Sean were sitting at a table. Several photos were about them, taken from different angles.

Sean and the woman...

Norah wondered if they were on a date. She felt a dull ache in her heart. It was indescribably painful to look at

those photos.

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She quickly typed her reply. “Haven't seen you all day. Never expected you to learn to be a paparazzo, Mr.”

Derek typed back, “Well...”

“I learned it from you. Who else could it be?” Derek slyly referred to the photos Norah had taken of him and

Madeline kissing each other in the car the other day.

Norah's face darkened. She immediately locked her phone.

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“What's wrong, Norah? You don’t look good.”

“Nothing.”

Norah lowered her head and fidgeted with her fingers. Sean was a handsome, wealthy man. It was natural for

women to fall for him. Besides, she and Sean were just friends. She shouldn't care about his private life. She felt

like she was crossing a boundary.

Kason dropped Norah off at the villa gate. He knew she lived in Dreamview Villas but wasn’t aware of the

building or door number. Now he knew.

“Rest well, Norah. Callif you need anything,” Kason said.

Right then, Sean strolled over, having watched them from afar. It seemed to him that Norah and Kason were

intimate. His gaze grew sharp as he watched Kason talking with Norah.

Sean walked over and stood between them. A fake smile stretched his lips, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Mr. Hayes, Miss Wilson. What a coincidence!” he said, emphasizing the word “coincidence.” “I didn’t expect to

meet you two on the way home.”

His eyes narrowed as he spoke through gritted teeth.

Kason didn’t overthink it. “Mr. Scott, what a coincidence. | saw Norah leaving the hospital today, so | gave her a

ride on my way.”

“On your way? Mr. Hayes, isn’t your villa out of the way to Dreamview Villas? Didn't you mention it last time?”

Sean's face turned stern.

“I was free, so | gave Norah a ride home. Do you have any problem with it, Mr. Scott?” Kason replied, his tone

steady.

The seemingly close relationship between Kason and Norah brewed a storm of jealousy in Sean’s heart. He

pursed his lips and shook his head.

“I have no problem. | just cto say hello.”

Sean's gaze fell on Norah. “Miss Wilson, you haven't taken back the dress you changed into at my villa

yesterday. Do you want to cto my place and pick it up yourself, or do you wantto cto your place

and give it to you?”

Kason'’s lip trembled. He was shocked to know that Norah had gone to Sean's villa last night and that they had

stayed together.

Norah recalled the photos of Sean with another woman and smirked. “Mr. Scott, weren't you enjoying a candlelit

dinner? Is it already over? Did you leave her so soon? Wouldn't she be upset? Anyway, you can toss my dress in

the trash. | have enough clothes to wear.”

Sean was taken aback for a moment. Then, he nodded.

“Fine. Understood.” He looked deep into her eyes and turned away.

Once Sean left, Kason looked at Norah. “It looks like Mr. Scott is paying special attention to you.”

“You're his family’s members,” Norah lost her interest, heading back now.

She rolled her eyes and turned back without noticing the complex expression on Kason'’s face.

Norah tossed her bag on the sofa and flopped down. She wondered what Sean had meant when he spoke to her

tonight. After all, he wasn’t supposed to cand say such things, even if he saw them from afar. He even

mentioned her dress in Kason'’s presence, which she had almost forgotten.

Her phone vibrated again. She cut it short and found it was a message from Sean: “The insurance company has

towed your car for repairs. You can inquire with Phillip to get an update on the progress.”

Norah swiftly replied, “Okay. Thank you.”

She knew Sean was attentive to these minor issues, including her dress and car.

After a moment's thought, she sent another message: “I'm still wondering why you returned so soon. You didn’t

have dinner with her?”

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Sean replied almost immediately: “No.”

Norah chuckled to herself. If she hadn't seen those photos, she would have almost believed him.

“All right. | haven't eaten either. Why don’t you cover and joinfor dinner? I'll personally cook as a thank-

you for helpingyesterday.”

“Okay,” he replied.

Norah put down her phone, picked up a hair tie from the table, and gathered her hair into a bun. Just as she was

about to open the fridge and check what was inside, the doorbell rang.

Her eyes widened. Norah walked to the door and saw Sean and Phillip outside.

Phillip tactfully stepped back. “Mr. Scott, Miss Scott wantsto cover. It might take at least three hours for

“All right,” Sean nodded, looking at Norah with an unchanged expression. “Should | change my shoes?”

Norah was wearing pink sandals. She glanced at her shoe cabinet, filled with an array of high-heeled shoes and

sandals, and then back at Sean's black leather shoes. “No need. Please cin.”

She decided to call the housekeeper to clean up once Sean left.

When the door slammed shut and she was alone in the enormous villa, Norah swallowed and quickly averted her

gaze. “Cinto the living room. Do you have any dietary preferences?”

“I don’t eat coriander,” Sean said in a cold voice.

“All right. Anything else?”

Norah nodded. “All right. Wait in the living room. It'll be ready soon.”

Sean sat on the sofa. Moments later, he turned and saw Norah busy in the kitchen. Her hair was tied into a bun,

revealing her slender neck. A sweet smile appeared on her face as she happily cooked. Even the casual hums

while she worked sounded alluring.

Norah wore a cream-colored long dress that Phillip had bought for her, over which she wore a brown apron

covered in cat patterns. Her movements were graceful and swift, and her cooking effortless.