Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

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.”

covered Joanna’s mouth, shooting Sean an awkward smile. “Sean, don’t mind her. She’s

bodyguards, Sean settled across

Joanna abruptly sat upright and called out, “Excuse me, bring the priciest wine over

Joanna’s shoulder, apologizing. “Sorry

you Sean?” she murmured, still dazed. “Sean, do you like Norah? What’s

an eyebrow and glanced at

dumb. “What? What are you talking about, Sean? Joanna’s intoxicated. You

deduced Norah was sober since she could react to steady Joanna when she sat

glass of wine before Sean, who lifted it, gazing downward, adding

acquainted with

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

drink, exuding a dignified air. “I’m not acquainted

she hadn’t seen those photos, she might

smiled and quizzed him.

Norah’s calm demeanor. She was seemingly waiting for his

smiled. “I’m not sure how you got that information. But we didn’t dine together; we

murmured, “What’s

laugh.

catching the smile in Norah’s eyes. He sighed. “Miss Andrews, there is a significant

of course, knew that, but Joanna’s words and Sean’s expression made her burst into laughter. She laughed

all, he was the head of

“Do you mind my having seen Amabel at dinner?” His expression darkened as he recalled his previous

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