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.”

caught sight of the contents in the food container. Having experienced Norah’s culinary expertise firsthand, he immediately recognized that

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

hub for updates:

Norah’s expression of love, and he couldn’t bear to let it

straight to confront the Breaker, Mr. Scott?” K asked, seated in the driver’s seat. Taking advantage of the moment, he posed the question once more. While Sean

let’s go,” Sean replied,

met Phillip’s gaze through the rearview mirror before voicing his concern, “Considering the number of people in Sacredice, won’t your identity as the leader be easily known if you reveal

others. Even when he faced the four Deacons, he had taken the precaution of donning

an ominous coldness. “I couldn’t care less about

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

a possible breakup, Sean’s resolve wavered

I’ll confront the Breaker in my capacity as the leader of Sacredice. Finding Norah remains the

“Yes, Mr. Scott.”

from the abyss of unconsciousness,

intense glare of the incandescent light flooded the room, causing her to

she narrowed her eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. The room was a stark expanse of pure white, devoid of any furnishings. Before her