Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 910

Chapter 910

Chapter 910:

After the race, the driver didn’t stop, disappearing into the distance.

Sean claimed second place, while Duncan trailed near the back. Duncan didn’t know much about racing and

hadn’t planned on winning; he just wanted to take Joanna for a spin around the track.

Joanna scanned the track, but the dark purple car was nowhere in sight.

“The winner was really good, stable throughout the race, and executed every move perfectly.”

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She had a deep understanding of racing techniques, thanks to Norah's teachings.

Sean nodded in agreement. “That driver's very skilled.”

Had he not been distracted, he might have won. But the race was over, and dwelling on it was pointless.

Susanna realized she had developed a taste for thrilling sports, itching for more.

Phillip wrapped his arms around her, giving her a warning look. “Behave.”

He had watched the race live and felt a pang of familiarity with the driver of the dark purple car, though it

seemed impossible for that person to be here. After the exhilarating race, everyone was content and had no

desire to do anything else.

They had cout to unwind. Since they had to attend the opening ceremony of the competition the next day,

they went back to the hotel early.

Back at the hotel, Sean took a cold shower and toweled off his wet hair.

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Frank had already sent over the work Sean needed to handle during his stay. Sean sat down at his desk, logged

into the hacker forum, and waited for a while. As he waited, he skimmed through a report.

His phone chimed with a message alert.

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Marlene wrote, “Good evening! Heard you went to Bellfolk to watch your sister play the piano. That's so nice.

Unlike me, I've never been abroad.”

Within seconds, another message popped up.

Marlene continued, “If | had known you were going abroad, | would've tagged along. | don’t have many classes

these days; I'm so bored.”

Sean locked his phone screen, ignoring it.

Marlene often sent him messages, but he always brushed them off.

On the international hacker forum, the homepage was still filled with current news from various countries. He

glanced at a non his friend's list that hadn't lit up in a long time, feeling a sense of puzzlement.

Was real life keeping Moon too busy? She hadn’t logged in for a long tand hadn't posted any updates.