Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 309:

Shelton and his assistant found themselves in a situation where they had no other option but to step in and protect Norah from her overly enthusiastic fans. “Everyone, please, let’s form a line for the autographs. One by one!” they announced.

The researchers quickly formed a circle around Norah, with Shelton and his assistant doing their utmost to shield her from the crowd. “Form a line, please. Everyone, line up,” they reiterated.

If one could look past the sterile ambiance of the research institute, the scene almost mirrored that of fans clamoring for a celebrity’s attention.

In the midst of the commotion, a sneaky hand reached for Norah’s backpack, deftly unzipping the outermost compartment. The hubbub was so intense that Norah remained oblivious to the intrusion. The zipper gave way silently, and the thief managed to extract a bottle from within, carefully resealing the bag while simultaneously nudging the person ahead to divert Norah’s focus.

Norah was not fond of such commotion. She preferred a lower profile and had only agreed to sign autographs in hopes of a swift departure.

However, upon noticing a hand meddling with her backpack, her expression turned grim.

The density of the crowd had made Norah oblivious to the earlier theft until now, and she had naively assumed the integrity of the researchers at the institute.

Norah flung the pen aside, seized the intruding hand, and yanked it with force,

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“Supernatural Doctor,

looked at Norah with an air of grievance. “Are you still upset over what

her other hand, Sheri clutched a small porcelain bottle, quickly devising a plan to

backpack and discovered the absence of her

couldn’t grasp why Norah had suddenly apprehended Sheri, demanding the return

not sure what you’re implying. What are

act!” Norah attempted to retrieve the bottle from Sheri’s grip,

Doctor, what are you intending to do?” Sheri’s voice was tinged with apprehension as she recoiled, seeking assistance from Shelton. “Mr. Davis, I need your help!”

could there be some misunderstanding here? That belongs to Sheri, not

please, let’s sort this out calmly. Release