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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 198
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Chapter 198:

Match

Joanna made a face at Bryson, teasing him, “Mr. Garcia brushed it off as nothing serious. Bryson, you're such a

worrywart.”

Towering and absorbed in his task of peeling fruits, Duncan seemed to be performing a delicate operation.

Unbeknownst to Duncan, the man assisting was none other than Cheetah, a renowned figure from a foreign

mercenary group known for his lethal skills. And here he was, meticulously preparing fruits for Joanna. What a

twist of fate.

“Holy shit!” Joanna suddenly gasped in astonishment, capturing everyone's attention in the ward.

Bryson’s expression soured. “Joanna, have you forgotten the decorum expected of someone from a distinguished

background?”

Joanna's use of foul language hardly matched the poised elegance typically associated with her status, leaning

more toward the uninhibited spirit of someone street-smart.

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“You won't believe this! Brynn, take a good look,” Joanna, bubbling with excitement, thrust her phone toward

Bryson.

“Why all this fuss...?” Bryson began, his words trailing off as he glimpsed the phone's display.

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It was Susanna’s post, featuring a photo of Norah and Sean in a cozy dining scene, announcing that Norah and

Sean were an item now.

The photo depicted the attractive couple, seemingly perfect for each other.

Joanna exclaimed, “Knew it! | always had a feeling something was up with Norah and Mr. Scott! Even though

they say they're just friends, there's definitely a vibe around them!”

Despite her direct inquiries previously, Norah had insisted that they were merely friends.

“Calling someone just a friend is pretty much a placeholder for when it’s tto cclean. When two people

are into each other, it’s only a matter of tbefore they get together. I'm totally rooting for them! Ah, I'm

buzzing with excitement, so thrilled!”

“Bryson, are you done? | need to give Norah an earful over an international call. She keptin the dark about

something so huge. Ugh, I'm actually peeved!” Joanna was excited.

Joanna grabbed her phone back, attempting to reach Norah, but found her line continuously engaged. “Who's

calling Norah now? It’s drivingnuts! | just want to get the scoop directly from her!”

Bryson, coming back to reality, gently tapped Joanna on the head. “Let's give it a moment. Norah's probably tied

up with something. We can try calling her later.”

Joanna swatted his hand away, visibly irked. “Bryson, if you had been a bit more impressive, you could've been

the one for Norah. Imagine that. We could have been one big happy family.”

“Don’t be silly. Anyway, you're going to find someone, too,” Bryson said, pushing down the twinge of sadness

and offering Joanna a smile.

“What, do you want to stay single and live at hforever?” Duncan stopped peeling fruit at that remark. “And

what if | do? Are our parents or you going to throwout?”

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Joanna lifted her chin. “Of course not,” Bryson reassured her.

“Then that settles it. It’s a shyou missed out on your chance.” Joanna let out a heavy sigh and took a bite of

her fruit.

Bryson tried to lighten the mood, tousling her hair. “Enough with the nonsense. My feelings for Norah are purely

out of respect and admiration, nothing more.”

“Really? You couldn't possibly develop deeper feelings? Bryson, sometimes you're so oblivious. Just finish up and

leave. You're starting to annoy me. Go make smore money. It certainly wouldn't hurt.” Joanna waved her

hand dismissively.

Bryson, feeling somewhat at a loss, nodded at Duncan. “Mr. Garcia, | appreciate how you've looked out for

Joanna.”

Duncan rose, his presence marked by a cool air. “Mr. Andrews, the pleasure is mine. Joanna is the finest student

I've ever had the privilege to coach. | only show respect for her.”

Joanna, munching on her food, glanced at Duncan. Duncan's skin was sun-kissed, and his sharp features

radiated rugged handsomeness. His height alone was reassuring, and Joanna couldn't help but acknowledge his

well-sculpted physique.

Suddenly, she wondered why these thoughts crossed her mind.