Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 253:

Any Longer

Sean grasped the handle of the food container, setting it down with a deliberate thud, then carefully lifted the lid.

Each layer unveiled a culinary masterpiece crafted by Norah herself. Twelve buns, pristine and neatly arranged, greeted him from the first tier.

The second layer oozed with clam chowder, saturating the container with its savory aroma.

The third layer revealed smoked salmon, sending Sean’s heart racing with anticipation.

Norah, having personally prepared these dishes, eagerly awaited Sean’s arrival at the hotel entrance. However, the dishes spilled, and she was swiftly kidnapped by the Breaker.

The tantalizing scent of the food teased Sean’s senses, but his mind was consumed by the image of Norah’s encounter with the Breaker.

Phillip’s voice broke through his reverie. “Mr. Scott, the car is ready. Let’s depart.”

the contents in the food container. Having experienced Norah’s culinary expertise firsthand, he immediately recognized that this was the dinner she had lovingly prepared for

in the car without a second thought, unconcerned about any potential oil stains

for

to him was that it held Norah’s expression of love, and he

K asked, seated in the driver’s seat. Taking advantage of the moment, he posed the question

let’s go,” Sean replied, his impatience

Phillip’s gaze through the rearview mirror before voicing his concern, “Considering the number of people in Sacredice, won’t your

of others. Even when he faced the

chilling intensity, resonating with an ominous coldness. “I couldn’t care less about others’ opinions. My sole concern is ensuring

Scott, it’s wise to conceal your identity. Your relationship with Miss Wilson is still in its infancy. If she discovers your true identity now, it might jeopardize your

possible breakup, Sean’s resolve wavered

the leader

“Yes, Mr. Scott.”

emerged from the abyss of unconsciousness, slowly peeling

intense glare of the incandescent light flooded the

narrowed her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. The room was a stark expanse of pure white, devoid of any furnishings. Before her stood a seamless wall of mirrors. In the desolate confines of the room, the only sound that echoed