Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 665

Chapter 665:

The dress was black, reaching mid-thigh. The bodice was adorned with lace, the waist was cinched, and the back

featured a netting pattern that revealed Norah's skin in an enticing yet tasteful way. The blend of lace and

netting elements fused cuteness with allure, perfectly complementing Norah's demeanor.

“I didn’t think much of this dress before,” Yolande admitted. “I thought it wasn’t beautiful, but now I realize it just

wasn't right for me. It looks stunning on you.”

“I misunderstood this brand,” she added, circling around Norah.

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Norah straightened the dress and said, “Thank you for lendingthis dress. I'll return it to you tomorrow.”

Yolande gestured to the display of clothes. “I have so many clothes. Do you really think | need this one? Please,

keep it.” Then, with a hint of regret, she continued, “I apologize for my behavior when we first met. | shouldn't

have said what | did.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Norah replied.

As she turned to leave, she added, “Thank you for your generosity, Miss Boyd.”

Yolande’s gesture was clearly an apology. For someone as wealthy as her, a dress was a small thing. So Norah

accepted it graciously.

“Well, wait fordownstairs. | need to use the bathroom,” Yolande said, blushing with embarrassment before

hurrying to the bathroom. She had been needing to go for a while but hadn't found a chance to leave while she

was with Norah.

Norah didn’t mind and made her way downstairs.

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According to Yolande, the entire villa belonged to her. There were many villas on the estate, and any member of

the Boyd family could choose one as their exclusive residence. Each family member had their own room in the

largest villa on the estate.

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This arrangement reminded Norah of her own family’s estate.

Norah paused at the front of the villa and waited for Yolande to cdown. The villa was a bit far from the main

venue, and they would need a car to pick them up.

Soon, a car appeared at the end of the road and slowly cto a stop in front of the villa.

Norah looked up and met the eyes of the man who had lowered his window.

He wore silver-rimmed glasses, and his eyes were as cold as ice. His high nose and sharp jawline made him look

even more imposing. Even with just one side of his face visible, he exuded a domineering aura.

“Are you Yolande's friend?” he asked, his voice low.