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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 357
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Chapter 357:

Unexpected Situation

As Sean sat down, Norah began inspecting the latest styles of clothing.

These styles were made according to the design drawings. However, the quality of this batch didn’t seem the

best.

While she was selecting a few dresses, two young women cin and also started picking out dresses that

caught their fancy.

“If you ask me, | think the dresses from BelleVogue look much nicer.”

“What on earth are these? They look almost identical to the dresses from other brands. They're all equally ugly.”

Since Norah was standing nearby, she could clearly hear their entire conversation.

The two women then moved to the sofa area before suddenly returning to the dress section.

“Oh my god!” one exclaimed, her cheeks pink. “That man over there is so handsome! So dreamy!”

“My gosh! The moment | saw him, | literally screamed! It's the first tI've ever seen a guy so handsome! So

charismatic and classy! What do you think? Should we ask him for his number?” the other said excitedly.

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“Hey, forget it. A handsman like him, here in a luxury women’s store, means only one thing. He must be

waiting for his wife! How about we pretend to keep shopping for clothes and see how beautiful his wife is?”

Norah's cheeks puffed up slightly, and she almost burst out laughing.

She turned her head to hide her expression, though her shoulders shook slightly.

Her movements caught the attention of the two women.

Thinking that she might have the spurpose as them, one of the women casually struck up a conversation

with her.

“Hello.

Are you also here to check out the handsguy?” she asked enthusiastically. “You know, his face looks like it

was sculpted by the gods! That handsappearance coupled with his physique...

He also has a high nose bridge! He's really...”

“Yes! | noticed that too!”

The two women giggled and nudged Norah's shoulder.

“You think so too, right?”

Norah nodded silently in response.

It was said that men with high nose bridges were also good in bed.

As she thought about it, the saying seemed to be true.

“Are you here to shop as well?” one of the women asked conversationally. “My friend and | walked around the

store, but we didn’t see many nice dresses.

But there's a designer whose creations are really pretty.

Considering your figure, her dresses will certainly complement you beautifully!”

The two women were incredibly forward, and they kept an eye on the man’s movements as they led Norah to the

area where the dresses were displayed.

“Do you know Noelle by any chance? The dresses she designs are all so beautiful! My friend and | love them so

much.

Unfortunately, | can hardly fit into them because of my figure.”

Norah suddenly found herself caught up in a situation that unexpectedly involved her own work.

The dresses they were holding had been made from her original design sketches.

“These three in particular are really pretty! Which one do you like?” they asked.

Not one dress could fit? Norah was confused for a moment.

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She turned her head to look at the woman beside her.

The woman's waist was a little fuller, and she had a rather ample chest.

Still, she had a great figure.

The dresses Norah had designed featured very slim waists but plenty of room in the chest area.

“I really love Noelle’s dresses. | have several of them at home, but I've gained weight now, so none of them fit

me,” the other woman said.

At that moment, Norah fell into deep thought.

Perhaps, with this feedback, she should consider making her dresses in larger sizes in the future.

“Norah, there you are.” Aaron's voice suddenly cfrom a distance.

As he walked from the back office into the store, his gaze was immediately drawn to the handsman sitting

on the sofa.

The man was dressed in a tailored suit, his hair perfectly styled.

He had chiseled features and a pronounced jawline, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed.

He leaned back against the sofa with a relaxed posture, legs comfortably crossed.

His deep eyes seemed to exude an air of nobility.

“What a fine specimen of a man.”