Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 14:

Derek’s expression shifted sharply. Throughout their two-year marriage, Norah had always been patient and compliant with him. However, since their separation, it seemed as though she had transformed entirely. He now saw Norah as remarkably assertive.

“So, rubbing shoulders with Miss Andrews has given you the nerve to talk back? What do you think you’ve become?” Kathy asked.

Never one to shy away from a sharp comeback, Norah snapped, “Don’t be so arrogant. I can easily have security kick you out.”

After learning that the Carter family was one of the shareholders of the race organizers, Kathy’s confidence soared. She signaled to a nearby security guard.

“Security, please remove this woman,” she ordered.

Before she could finish, the murmurs in the crowd faded, and a path opened up, enough for three people to pass through. The sound of footsteps made everyone freeze, their eyes fixed on the man strolling their way.

Sean, recognized as Glophia’s most influential figure and a key investor in the Krusa Mountain Racing, made his way toward them. Derek had heard about Sean’s reputation. He quickly paid his respects, greeting him with, “Mr. Scott.”

Meeting the legendary Sean for the first time, Derek was so overwhelmed that he found himself at a loss for words. Sean moved past them without stopping, barely acknowledging Derek’s presence.

Derek was left standing, feeling embarrassed as the only one who spoke but received no acknowledgment, resembling a clown in silence.

Sean, however, halted momentarily, his gaze inadvertently catching Norah’s. Their eyes met. Norah instinctively stood taller, quickly averting her gaze.

Without missing a beat, Sean instructed, “Phillip, escort Miss Andrews and her companion to the front-row seats.”

His expression was stoic, yet his mere presence was enough to captivate many.

Joanna, taken aback, whispered, “Mr. Scott?” She had never had any dealings with Sean and was puzzled by his unexpected offer.

Sean’s face remained neutral as he directed Phillip, “Today, I’ll cover the tab for Miss Andrews and her friend.” His attention didn’t directly rest on Norah, yet she felt a peculiar sensation that his actions were meant for her.

Joanna attempted to decline, “Mr. Scott, there’s really no need for—”

Sean cut her off. “Have you placed your bets yet? Are you rooting for Nocturne or Selene?”

His question was directed at Joanna, prompting her to respond, “We’re definitely going with Selene.”

Sean gave a light laugh and turned to Norah. “What about you?”

Norah furrowed her brow. She was puzzled by why Sean would talk to her and Joanna when they had no prior acquaintance. Also rooting for Selene, Norah answered Sean honestly, trusting her own judgment.

Sean directed Phillip, “Go ahead and place five times the amount Miss Andrews and Miss Wilson have wagered. Let them have a grand time at the Krusa Mountain Racing.” With that, he departed.

Norah’s gaze lingered on Sean as he walked away, her mind swirling with questions.

Once Sean had vanished from sight, Kathy couldn’t resist asking, “Since when are you connected to the Scott family?”

Norah shot her a cool look. “How is that any of your business?”

The individuals Sean had arranged stood by silently, awaiting instructions. Kathy opened her mouth to retort but was silenced as Derek led her away, forcing her to hold back her words.

Joanna took Norah to the front-row seats, where there was a better view and more breathing room. These seats were a far cry from the packed ones at the back.

The turnout for today’s Krusa Mountain Racing was notably high. The stadium, with a capacity of three thousand spectators, was packed. The buzz surrounding Selene’s anticipated comeback, Nocturne’s continued dominance, and Sean’s attendance had drawn a large crowd eager to witness the event.

Joanna leaned in toward Norah, whispering, “Doesn’t it seem like Mr. Scott is particularly interested in us? Norah, do you know Mr. Scott?”

Norah shook her head. “This is my first real encounter with him.” Sean’s presence lingered in her thoughts, leaving her puzzled. Despite their limited interaction, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he wanted something from her. Yet, she was clueless about what that might be.

Her fingers tapped thoughtfully, mulling over the possible reasons for Sean’s actions.

“Derek, are you okay?” Madeline asked, clinging to Derek’s arm with a look of concern. She had noticed that since Norah left, Derek had been wearing a gloomy face and staying quiet.

“No worries, the race is starting soon. Let’s just enjoy watching it,” Derek decided to avoid bringing up the embarrassing moment from earlier.noveldrama

As he thought about the special attention Joanna and Sean had for Norah, a shadow crossed his face. Madeline’s smile stiffened. She couldn’t overlook the brief glimmer of admiration in Derek’s eyes whenever he glanced at Norah. She squeezed her hand tighter, feeling that Norah was simply a nuisance and couldn’t hold a candle to her.

On the track, Norah wrapped her fingers around the wheel she knew so well, feeling an overwhelming desire to let loose and embrace the thrill. Her pulse raced with excitement.

With the sound of a gunshot, she slammed her foot on the gas. Her dark purple car surged forward on the track.

The race was a vibrant clash of colors, with cars battling fiercely for the lead. Not long after, the dark purple car and the pitch-black car zoomed ahead, leaving the other cars far behind. The lead changed hands repeatedly, with the purple car sometimes ahead and the black car overtaking it after tight corners.

It was a neck-and-neck race, with no clear leader.

The thrilling competition captivated everyone, with the large screen broadcasting every moment. After mastering five tight drifts around a corner, the black car took the inside track on the final bend and drifted across the finish line, clinching victory.

“Nocturne wins!”

Cheers erupted throughout the venue.

Norah held the steering wheel tight, her heart racing and fingers quivering slightly. She let out a rueful smile, admitting she was out of practice. She glanced up, planning to have a private conversation with Nocturne, but to her surprise, he had already stepped out of his car and was now staring at her.

“I came in first,” Nocturne stated, his voice slightly muffled by his helmet, making it hard to hear.

“You did great,” Norah responded promptly. Even though her defeat was due to being out of practice, Nocturne’s skills on the track were undeniable.

Nocturne sounded amused as he proposed, “Since I won, may I have the honor of getting acquainted with Selene, the top racer?”

Norah took off her helmet, letting her long hair flow down. The crowd was taken aback by this revelation, having expected to see that.

Norah’s hand rested near her mask. “Certainly.” As she was about to remove it, Nocturne interjected, “Hold on.”

Norah felt puzzled as she gazed at him, unsure if he preferred her to keep her mask on.

Nocturne spoke softly, “You don’t have to show your face, provided you agree to one condition.”

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