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.

A sharp pain on her left side made her wince. Then, she recalled she’d been stabbed and had

Realizing her predicament, panic set in. Looking around, she realized she was clearly not in her car. She

hard to register anything. A slight, yet familiar scent hung in the 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

linens 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 same

a wave of relief to Norah. Though she was

someone had changed her clothes and tended to her stab wound. A flush of embarrassment and irritation washed over her. Could Sean have been the

the door. Norah reclined and shut

the lamp beside the bed

signaling unrest. He leaned in, brushing her forehead with his hand. Her

he murmured,

her briefly before exiting. Only after the door clicked shut did Norah start to

chosen to feign sleep, not ready to confront anyone just yet. Sean’s words lingered in her mind, thrilling her. She clasped

excitement was uncontrollable as she pondered

causing her heart to skip. Why would Sean

Sean’s voice. “May

down at the simple white nightgown adorning her.

herself up cautiously to avoid straining her shoulder. She accepted the water, savoring the relief it brought to

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

could only recall waking up briefly after her

had brought her here, summoned a female doctor to attend to her injuries, and

doctor had been responsible for 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