Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 90:

Zeke, get in touch with your bandmates. Tonight, you’ll have the chance to play at Glamour Club,” Norah announced, a spark of excitement in her eyes. “Joanna’s right. I would like to see how your band performs.”

Zeke, caught off guard, felt a wave of anxiety. “What if we don’t live up to your expectations? Are you going back on your word?”

Norah gave him a cool look. “My word is my bond. You’ve proven yourself. If any of your bandmates don’t cut it, I’ll find a replacement.”

Zeke felt nervous. Even though he believed in his band, he wasn’t sure if Norah would be pleased. He hoped none of the members would fail the band.

Noticing his concern, Norah reassured him, “Don’t worry, I’m not that strict. After all, Rosy Secret started from scratch, with me playing a part in their different state.”

Zeke, heart racing, managed to muster, “Okay.”

As Zeke reached out to his band, Norah and Joanna approached the club’s performance manager. After hearing Norah’s request, the manager shook his head and said, “I’m afraid I can’t do it. Mr. Morris didn’t come today. The acts on stage are all set. Without his order, we can’t change it.”

Norah presented the VIP access Spencer had given her, swiftly gaining the manager’s cooperation.

“With this VIP access, consider it done. Just one song?” the manager asked.

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“Yes.”

“Alright. Let me know the timing, and I’ll set it up.”

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seats, they noticed three young people sitting beside Zeke—two men and one woman. Seeing Norah and Joanna return, Zeke got up and introduced them. “Miss Wilson, meet our lead singer

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gorgeous. Phoebe was tall and slender, decked out in leather attire. The three were visibly thrilled. For them, playing at Glamour Club had been a dream since they established

the stage, but we didn’t bring all our instruments. Just got a guitar for

a nod and said, “Yeah,

worry, I’ve got it covered.” Norah had everything set up and led the group to the instrument room at

was time to take the stage. Norah smiled encouragingly

glances, proclaiming, “We’ve

a prime viewing spot on

scheduled to play until midnight, yet it was only

backstage, Emerson’s expression turned grim. He turned to the manager and asked, “What’s

“You’ll be back on

“We’ve never had a break like this before. What’s

requested a special performance by a band for one song,”

glances. They both understood that this was

left the backstage to handle

prim face. “Emerson, it’s that same guy from before, but this time, he’s got three more

it out,” Emerson

her phone, uninterested in what was happening outside. Emerson and

stage, bathed in light. The bass started, belting out a recent hit tune. After the intro faded, the singer’s voice emerged: “Clouds are like the sky’s dreams, bringing in a touch of

But with the sweet melody, they couldn’t help

Coyle and Emerson couldn’t hide