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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 723
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Chapter 723:

“Who do you deem as qualified?” one of the men snapped.

“The Boyd family of Silverdale, or the CEO of the Globe Group.”

“How could you possibly know people we've never even met? It’s laughable. If you do, I'll gladly relinquish my

head for you to kick.”

Barney smirked. “You'd better hope you're familiar with them, or you'll vanish from Silverdale by tomorrow.”

When he was done here, he would arrange for someone to escort the woman to his villa. He had never failed to

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acquire the women he desired.

Norah wasn’t pursued further. Their objective tonight wasn’t to target a woman, but to secure cooperation—a far

more pressing concern.

Barney's plan to abduct Norah would take a more discreet approach later.

Regaining her composure, Norah sank back onto the bench. “Evolution clearly bypassed you lot,” she quipped.

“Still clinging to single-celled thinking.”

A ripple of suppressed laughter ran through those who understood the biting sarcasm.

“Enough with the tics,” said one of the men still standing. “Do you want us to rough you up or not?

Because frankly, lady, | don’t believe you alone can overpower a dozen of us.”

The men still lying on the ground shared the sthought: they were indeed outmatched.

But at their leader's command, they rose to their feet, wincing from their injuries.

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Except for Barney, who observed the scene from the side, all the men tried to make a move on Norah.

“Hold it.”

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The shout cut through the tension, drawing everyone's attention. A young man, barely out of his twenties,

jogged towards them, placing himself protectively in front of Norah.

“Shon all of you, forcing a woman!”

Barney recognized him instantly. “Mr. Lee,” he greeted with forced respect. “A pleasure.”

“This lady,” Barney continued, attempting to downplay the situation, “is simply waiting for someone. We mistook

her for... someone more receptive to... our company.”

Norah, arms crossed, scoffed at his blatant distortion of the truth. How dare he!

Glancing at her unexpected defender, she noticed Barney's respectful address—Mr. Lee. There was no

recognition on her part.