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Sean's lips, cool and inviting, met Norah's with a gentle urgency.
They moved together, his tongue tracing the contours of her mouth, delving into a dance of discovery.
In the midst of their kiss, a tapioca ball found its way into his mouth, effortlessly swallowed.
Norah's eyelashes fluttered, a silent testament to her feelings.
It felt like an eternity wrapped in a moment before he let her go.
He lingered for a brief second, brushing his lips against the corner of hers, an echo of desire in his touch.
“It was sweet,” he murmured.
She shot him a look, her lips wet, and took a defiant gulp from her drink.
“You're too cheap to get your own, aren’t you?”
“Yours just tastes better.”
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“No, this isn’t happening again.”
“Hmm? What isn’t?”
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Frustrated, Norah declared, “We're going home.” Leading the way, her annoyance faded, replaced by a reluctant
smile, perhaps not so opposed to his mischief after all.
Once home, she mentioned to Alice, “I'll be out tomorrow.”
Alice nodded. “That's great.
Susanna mentioned she’d hang out withthese days.”
Ever since that mishap with Bryson, Susanna’s been extra careful around Joanna, worried about getting an earful
for any little mistake.
But honestly, getting scolded was never really on the cards.
Joanna's frustrations never truly crossed a line with Susanna.
After all, Susanna was the Scott family’s darling.
Lately, Susanna had been like Alice’s shadow, making every day a blast for her.
“Susanna’s really stepped up, helpingpractice and always looking out forwhen we're out.”
“Having Susanna by your side does put my mind at ease.”
After their talk, they headed to their rooms for sdowntime.
The moon, climbing high, bathed the world below in a silvery sheen.
As dawn broke, the night's shadows faded away, leaving a clear sky in their wake.
Norah, sitting at her vanity, let Aaron work his magic with the makeup brush.
“Norah, the Grace Cup finals are coming up, and you're on the judging panel.
Are you planning to be there in person?”
“The finals are here already?”
Norah mused, her interest piqued.
She knew she was a judge for the Grace Cup but hadn't really kept tabs on the event, including the schedule for
the earlier rounds or the finals.
“Yeah, the prelims are done, and thirty entries made the cut for the finals.
It's all happening at the Glophia Art and Exhibition Center.
I'll be there too.
Just thought you should know.”
Aaron had been the one to sign her up as a Grace Cup judge, taking the responsibility seriously.
Norah narrowed her eyes slightly. “Make sure you letknow ahead of time.
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I'll have to request toff from the hospital.”
“Understood.”
He often wondered why anyone would choose a demanding, less lucrative career like medicine when fashion
design seemed so much more laid-back.
After Norah finished dressing, she admired the reflection of the uniquely captivating woman in the mirror, her
smile blossoming into a stunning expression.
The Wilson family had better be prepared.
At the front of a grand villa, Gilda and Chayce were visibly excited.
Gilda, sporting twin ponytails and dressed adorably, had a round, inviting face that lit up with a warm smile.
She craned her neck, scanning the road. “Chayce, do you know why Miss Norah isn’t here yet?”
Despite living in Glophia, encounters with Norah were rare.
She had delegated the Wilson family’s operations to them, stepping in only for major decisions while devoting
her energies to the Carter family’s affairs.
Now, with Norah's divorce, they saw a glimmer of hope for her increased involvement with the Wilsons.
Chayce, casually leaning against the wall with a stoic expression, checked the time.
“She mentioned ten o'clock, and it’s just nine-thirty. Relax.”
Suddenly, Gilda’s excitement peaked. “Look, Chayce, that’s her car!”
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