Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

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Coyle scolded, pointing at Norah, “When Mr. Moran told everyone you left the band, I felt sorry for you. Now it seems he kicked you out of Rosy Secret because you’re such a bitch!”

Members of the Dream were furious at Coyle’s rudeness and Emerson’s arrogance. The name “Starbeam” stunned them for a moment. When they connected the dots and realized Norah was the famous songwriter, Starbeam, they were excited. Every tune Norah penned was top-notch.

It turned out she was the renowned songwriter! Feeling blessed with the support from Norah, the members of the Dream felt a sense of hope and were cheered by their promising future.

At the sight of Coyle pointing manically at Norah, Alice sighed, knowing he was heading straight for trouble. Norah despised it when people pointed fingers at her. As expected, Norah’s face grew serious. She let go of Alice’s wheelchair and marched toward Coyle, each step deliberate and determined.

“I can’t stand it when people point fingers at me,” Norah said. “It makes me want to chop them all off.”

“Ah!” In the blink of an eye, Coyle’s scream of pain echoed backstage, giving everyone who heard it goosebumps.

Norah tightly gripped Coyle’s fingers and twisted them almost to the back of his hand, causing onlookers to shake with fear. With Coyle’s screams added to the mix, it was truly a frightening sight.

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head and asked, “Hey, calm down. What do you want to eat

he even hear what she just

cold as ice. “Since you know I am Starbeam, you ought to treat me with respect. The nerve of you hurling insults at me without bothering to know the

fingers. “You left Rosy Secret and turned against us! Why do you

that was all she could manage. After all, she looked delicate and pretty. With aggression in his voice,

even dared to

insulted, everyone, except those tied to Rosy

stare turned sharp as he said, “How dare you insult

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Emerson and Coyle shifted their attention, noticing his presence at the doorway. Emerson’s face lit up as he approached Bryson. “Mr. Andrews? What a