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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 927
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Chapter 927

Chapter 927:

Despite Norah losing her memory, Sean still found himself drawn to her. Her unique charm had a way of

captivating everyone who crossed her path. And now, seeing her so lively and endearing, he found himself liking

her even more. No matter how her personality might have changed, he was determined to make her fall for him

again.

Sean tossed aside the bath towel and reached for the clothes laid out on the bed.

“Just a heads up...” Nora began, pausing at the door, only to turn and find herself facing his bare body.

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Nora turned around, blushing, her words stumbling out. “Why did you change without telling me? This could be

considered harassment.”

Sean chuckled as he slid into his trousers, effortlessly buttoning his shirt.

“I didn’t expect you to turn around so suddenly.”

Pausing for a moment, Nora spoke softly. “If you had toldyou were changing, | wouldn't have looked.”

“I'm the one who should be embarrassed,” Sean replied. “I'm not even asking you for emotional distress

compensation. Let's go.”

Sean dressed in gray casual sportswear, which happened to match Nora's brand. They looked unintentionally

coordinated.

Nora was surprised to see them in matching outfits.

“Let’s head to the race track in the suburbs.”

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Sean blinked, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Nora, you play the piano and race too?”

Nora's eyes sparkled. “I do have a few talents. How else could | aim to be a celebrity?”

She was unapologetic about her skills, confident in her own excellence.

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As they drove in the sleek black luxury car, the conversation flowed easily between them.

“You must be rich. This is a really nice car,” Nora commented, tracing her fingers along the window. “Do you

have a special love for the piano?” she asked.

“No, | like you more than the piano,” Sean replied, his words smooth and charming.

Nora smiled, pleased. “It's hard not to like someone as exceptional as me. Someone once said | would have

many admirers. They were right.”

Sean, maintaining his composure, inquired, “Who?”

“It's private,” Nora responded, drawing a line. “You're overstepping, even for a fan.”

A quiet [ull settled in the car as Nora chose not to elaborate further.