Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 97:

Derek was silent for a moment, his face darkening. “What did you just say?”

Norah chuckled and replied, “Whoever makes the most noise is nothing short of pathetic.”

Her words served as an insult to Derek, Madeline, and Madeline’s parents.

Rhoda, quickly angered due to her temperamental nature, opened her mouth to hit back. But at that moment, two men approached them from behind Norah.

One of them, dressed in a finely tailored wine-red suit with meticulously combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses, emitted a polished aura. The other man, visibly cold-tempered, wore a silver-gray suit, with his right wrist wrapped in a white bandage. He scanned the whole crowd with a malicious gaze.

They were Bryson and Kason, respectively—and neither of them had a female companion with them.

Coen, about to belittle Norah, stopped when he noticed the man in the wine-red suit approaching with his assistant. Upon recognizing the man as Bryson, he hurriedly walked forward with a smile.

Facing Bryson, Coen bowed unctuously and said, “Greetings, Mr. Andrews. My name is Coen. You remember me, right? I believe you’ve gone through the plan I sent to you the other day.”

“It’s quite impressive,” Bryson smiled politely and replied, “Actually, I haven’t gone through your plan yet. But rest assured, once I’ve read it, my assistant will forward my reply to you.”

With that, Bryson turned to face Norah and quickly took a few steps toward her. “Norah, you’re stunning! I didn’t expect to run into you here,” Bryson said. Having no idea what had happened between Norah and Sean, Bryson assumed she came alone.

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“You have an invitation, right? Or, do you need me to take you in?” Bryson asked.

He hadn’t been around when the Powell family had sarcastically addressed Norah. If he had been aware of their demeaning words toward her, he wouldn’t have treated Coen so politely. Instead, he would have told Coen directly to his face to go to hell.

“Thanks, but don’t bother, Mr. Andrews. Please leave Norah to me, I’ll take her in,” Kason said.

raised both of his eyebrows in surprise. He wondered whether

for the occasion, was standing outside the auction hall without an invitation or anyone to

out of a taxi and walked up to the entrance of the auction hall. Dressed like

minute, Kathy. Why are you here?” Madeline

I wanted to attend the auction and have a look around, I asked

scoffed. “Then who on earth will bring you along? Behave yourself and go

this, Kathy felt hurt and disappointed. Her brother didn’t even bother to ask her who agreed to bring her to the auction and

to stress yourself, Derek. I’ve made my

was, without even trying, dazzling

hosted by the Scott family? Besides, I thought Mr. Scott was the one you were chasing after. When did you start chasing after Andrews?” Kathy mocked,

by Mr. Scott? Mr. Hayes hasn’t kicked you out, right? Or have you forgotten what we discussed about him

to Kathy, Bryson cleared his throat and said softly, “Excuse me. I believe you are

daughter of a famous family would speak such nonsensical words like that. Mr. Carter, do you just let this undisciplined girl run around? You should be able to bring her

his cold, unyielding eyes. She

been trying to cooperate with him for quite some time, nodded, his expression tight with concern. Focusing on the task at hand—impressing Bryson—he frowned at Kathy. Outside of the business world, this was the first time he and Bryson had met.

don’t you understand? I can’t believe you just spouted all that rubbish in front of Mr. Andrews and Mr. Hayes. Well, I’ll order a taxi for you now to take you home.

home!” Kathy yelled, ignoring the stares of the people around her. “Someone has agreed to take me into the

the crowd,

could be. Derek and Madeline had already refused to

then, the show was almost over. Norah turned to face Bryson and Kason, who had offered to take

hurriedly intervened. “I apologize for my sister’s arrogance, Mr. Andrews. She will return home now. That aside, I was wondering if you could spare some of your time

you want to have an audience with me,

back, Mr. Carter. Mr. Andrews likes to have some space around him. He doesn’t like

to face Kathy, who hadn’t moved from where she stood, and yelled, “Kathy! I told

hand, trying to calm him down, whispering his name, “Derek.” The place was filled with many influential people, and if Derek lost his