Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 677

Chapter 677:

First impressions could set the tone for future interactions. Norah gave Dolores a brief glance before looking

away without further acknowledgment.

Dolores chose a soft pink lipstick, nearly matching her natural lip color—an understated selection. Since arriving

at the event, she had stuck close to Marlin, meeting several influential figures in Silverdale. However, she hadn't

paid much attention to those Marlin hadn't introduced. Upon seeing Norah, an inexplicable sense of panic welled

up inside her.

Meanwhile, Norah, unaware of Dolores’ troubled gaze, turned on the faucet and washed her hands, the water

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cascading over her slender fingers.

Dolores’ heart rate accelerated, urging her to leave, yet something held her back. Throughout her life, her

intuition had been a reliable guide, helping her capitalize on opportunities and avoid disasters. Her intuition now

screamed that Norah was a threat. Without thinking, she stepped in front of Norah as she was about to leave the

restroom.

Suddenly, Dolores slapped her own face, the sharp crack of the blow startling Norah.

“Miss, we have no quarrel. Why did you strike me?” Dolores asked, her hand clasped over her face, tears

streaming down as she looked up at Norah.

“What? | hit you?” Norah's face showed disbelief. She hadn't laid a finger on her. “If you're into theatrics, find

another stage. This isn’t the place for acting in front of a stranger!” To Norah, the encounter seemed nothing

more than a bizarre interruption. With that, she walked away.

She was baffled by Dolores’ actions. If they had been acquaintances, perhaps she might have suspected an

underlying conflict or a calculated ploy. But they were complete strangers.

She left the restroom without another thought, still puzzled by the inexplicable behavior.

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However, Dolores quickly slipped past her, darting out of the restroom first, leaving Norah to watch her hasten

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away in confusion.

Moments earlier, Dolores had seemed so vulnerable. Now, her swift escape only deepened Norah's

bewilderment.

As Norah exited the restroom at a slower pace, the sound of her high heels clicking on the floor echoed as she

made her way back to the main hall. A flirtatious voice grew louder.

“Marlin, look at her! | was by the restroom door, washing my hands, when she cout and slapped me. | was

so shocked, | thought | could never take her on. | had to find you,” Dolores told her story, nestled in the arms of a

man.

Her delicate coquetry seemed irresistible as she leaned into him, her expression feigned with grievance.