Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 185

Chapter 185:

Josh was taken aback by Norah's sudden disinterest upon his revelation of financial comfort. He couldn't help but

wonder about the depth of her wealth.

“Could you clarify your question? I'd enjoy continuing our conversation,” Josh said, hoping to engage Norah

further.

“Since you've treatedto a drink,” Norah replied, “I'll explain. By ‘rich,’ | mean those whose names appear on

the global billionaires list. Do you belong to that echelon?” Norah raised an eyebrow.

Josh's expression turned cold. “If you're not interested, you could just telldirectly. You don’t have to say

things like that.”

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Josh was skeptical about any billionaire frequenting this place, where the elite had access to exclusive vineyards

and extravagant wines—well beyond his means. “Why the defensiveness?” Norah asked, sipping her wine with a

calm that belied her interest.

Josh mistook her composed demeanor as a slight against his financial status, and his look hardened. Yet, his

desire for her only grew. In his mind, Norah was nothing more than a gold-digger. He figured she would drop her

facade once he got her.

Norah internally lamented the shift in Josh’s demeanor, attributing it to her looks turning a genuine conversation

into something else entirely.

“Thanks for the drink. I'll be leaving now,” Norah stated, setting down her half-finished wine without a glance

back and rising to leave.

Josh, intent on detaining her, reached out. But Norah deftly evaded his grasp, seized his wrist, and expertly

flipped him to the floor. “Is this how you react to a polite farewell?” she said. “I refuse to be coerced into staying.

Your drink doesn’t buy anything with me.”

Norah stood her ground as Josh, assisted by the bartender, shakily got back on his feet.

Josh’s smirk was a clear declaration of his intentions toward Norah. “You must've heard ofbefore stepping

into FlClub,” he said confidently.

Their altercation quickly drew the attention of onlookers who recognized Josh and promptly diverted their gazes.

Despite the booming music, whispers about Josh reached Norah's ears.

“I considered approaching that stunning woman, but upon spotting Josh, | retreated. He always gets whom he

desires.”

“Poor thing, caught by Mr. Sampson. Without intervention, that lovely lady might not escape his grasp tonight.”

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“Such beauty is rare, reminiscent of the figures in those glamorous videos.”

Josh's reputation as a boastful regular at FlClub was well-known. However, anyone who had previously

crossed paths with Norah and tried to flaunt their power regretted it, often avoiding her gaze thereafter.

Norah, with a sneer, confronted Josh. “What is it you're after, Mr. Sampson?”

Retreating slightly, she added, “I assumed your wealth was substantial, yet your generosity seems lacking. How

much for the drink? I'll settle it myself.”

Norah found it disgraceful that Josh thought he could claim her company for the price of a drink.

“Ten dollars,” cthe response—not from Josh, but from the bartender instead.

Without hesitation, Norah pulled two ten-dollar bills from her pocket and tossed them at Josh's feet. “Here's for

the drink, and the extra ten is for the tip. You may not have much money, but your audacity is boundless.”