Chapter 809:
Yolande paused and said, “No, I'm fine. Isnt it all about looking stylish? Girls need to stay stylish and trendy,
right?”
Most of the crowd wore light jackets and trousers, although ssported summery tops and shorts.
“What am | thinking? This is a five-star challenge! It takes incredible skill and nerve to finish this race.”
“So, are you racing?” Norah asked.
“Of course not. I'm just here to support.”
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Norah raised her eyebrows slightly. “Supporting who?”
“My dear brothers, of course! They excel at racing,” Yolande exclaimed, waving her hand enthusiastically. “Hans,
Marlin, Norah is here.”
The two men lounging in the resting area looked up.
Both men were strikingly handsome, with sharp features, prominent noses, and a commanding presence. Next to
Hans, a masked woman was seated.
As Norah walked over, the woman stood and greeted her, “Hello, Dr. Wilson.”
It was Rosalee.
She blinked at Norah and asked, “May | call you Norah?” Rosalee seemed much more vibrant, evidently in better
health.
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“Of course.”
Their relationship had grown stronger, much like the bond between Rosalee and Yolande.
Norah turned to acknowledge the Boyd men with a steady gaze. Yolande winked first at Marlin, then towards
Norah.
An hour earlier at the Boyd Manor:
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“There's a race at the Twenty-two Turns. Bring Norah here, and this card is yours,” Marlin said, placing a bank
card on the table. He leaned back on the sofa, appearing quite at ease. Yolande’s eyes lit up as she took the
card.
“Honestly, do you have feelings for Norah?”
Ever since learning that Norah had saved his life, Marlin had changed. He began discreetly following her
activities. Even his work couldn't hold his focus anymore, despite his reputation as a notorious workaholic!
Marlin dismissed the question with a terse, “Don’t pry too much.” Yolande, not wanting to press further since
money was involved, pouted slightly but did not argue. She had fulfilled her part of the agreement by bringing
Norah here.
“Isn't the race thrilling? Have you ever seen one live, Norah?” Yolande inquired, her enthusiasm kindled by Hans’
and Marlin’s tales of the sport. Although tempted, she never dared to participate herself due to her lack of
courage and admittedly poor driving skills.