Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 363:

Gilda’s enthusiasm bubbled over as she animatedly tapped Chayce on the shoulder.

“It’s been ages since we last saw Miss Norah.

I’m genuinely emotional about this reunion.”

Chayce responded with his characteristic cool demeanor.

“You had ample opportunity to visit her but chose not to.”

“I’ve been swamped, alright?”

Gilda defended herself with a roll of her eyes, adjusting her collar in anticipation of making a polished impression on the esteemed lady.

Chayce couldn’t help but let out a snort of amusement.

A sleek black luxury car gracefully came to a halt at the entrance of the grand manor.

The rear door swung open, unveiling a foot encased in a shimmering silver stiletto heel.

A sophisticated gray dress cascaded down as the occupant stepped out, leading the eye up to a visage of breathtaking allure.

The woman, adorned in flawless makeup, radiated sophistication, her bright eyes taking in her surroundings with keen interest.

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Such a vision of loveliness she was.

beauty seemed to encapsulate the finest features of her parents, branding her as a true paragon of

prepared for the day, Norah’s allure was

“Miss Norah!”

out as she swiftly closed the distance between

been here waiting for you for the last half hour. Your

a moment to observe Gilda

years since their paths last crossed, when they revealed to her the truth about her lineage as a

appeared far less seasoned than

had matured, adopting

face and attire betraying her actual age, she was, in fact, several

some time,” Norah greeted

haven’t seen you in so long, Gilda, yet you’ve managed to maintain your youthful and vibrant style,” she complimented,

quipped with a grin, forming a

look at you—becoming

smile

been ages, and you’re still as

teased, noting the perpetually cool aura that Chayce

responded with a hint of a smile, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, yet he

with his reserved and quiet nature, couldn’t help but wonder about his dynamic

boring? Wouldn’t their interactions lack excitement? But then, Norah remembered—they weren’t just partners in work or friends;

the conversation toward the more immediate matter at

me in

banquet is a family-centric event, with

a significant return to

your thoughts on

been a prominent