Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 94:

Better asked, “I breached the Fox Alliance’s network and unearthed something odd.”

A voice replied, “I intercepted this call recording from Hilda’s phone. The Fox Alliance was hired to orchestrate this pursuit of Miss Wilson.”

Sean then saw a document pop up on his screen.

He played the audio, listening to two women’s voices. His expression grew stormier by the minute.

“It seems we’ve stumbled upon a plot. The Fox Alliance was hired to target Miss Wilson. Luckily, Miss Wilson managed to escape. Had they captured her, she’d have faced unimaginable horrors back at their headquarters.”

A wave of fury swept over Sean. “Can you trace the mastermind behind this?”

“Just a sec… Alright, got it. I’m sending over the location now.”

Sean hurriedly checked the address. It was a mansion in Glophia. A quick search revealed the owner: Derek Carter.

Sean frowned.

“Derek?” he muttered. “The same Derek who was divorcing Norah for the other woman?”

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He wasn’t privy to all the details, but he suspected that Norah’s incident was somehow linked to Derek’s affair. He recalled that the other woman’s name was Madeline.

Norah’s head spun wildly. A sharp pain on her left side made her wince.

her predicament, panic set in. Looking around, she

air. Norah, grappling with her shoulder pain, tried to sit up and scan her surroundings. It didn’t take long for her to recognize the room. Wasn’t this the Scott

were fresh, the wardrobe now painted white, and the floor boasted plush wool carpet. A petite coffee table and a swing chair occupied one corner. Despite the minor changes, it was unmistakably the

in Sean’s residence brought a wave of relief to Norah. Though she was unsure of how she got

embarrassment and irritation washed over her. Could Sean have been the one to treat her wound? The thought of him seeing her

the door. Norah reclined and shut her eyes,

door creaked open, and the lamp beside the bed bathed the space in

eyelids were closed, and her brow was furrowed, signaling unrest. He leaned in, brushing her forehead with his hand. Her skin was warm but lacked the heat of a fever. His fingers drifted, smoothing the creases of

I’m here with you,” he murmured,

pretending, he scrutinized her briefly before exiting. Only

rescuer! She had chosen to feign sleep, not ready to confront anyone just yet. Sean’s words lingered in her

of excitement was uncontrollable as she pondered the depth of Sean’s statement. Eventually, sleep

in her mind, causing her

by Sean’s

white nightgown adorning her. “Please,

inquired softly, offering the glass. Norah propped herself up cautiously to avoid straining her shoulder. She accepted the water, savoring the relief it brought to her parched

better. Thank you,” she said, clutching the glass. She averted her gaze. “How did

the whirlwind of events, Norah could

detailing how he had brought her here, summoned a

her change of clothes was palpable. The thought of Sean undertaking such a task would have left her mortified. Yet, she realized, had the situation been otherwise, she would have