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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

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Chapter 939

Chapter 939:

This wouldn't bother Nora, though. She'd already taught him everything he needed to know. It was entirely up to

him to master it.

Back in the car, Nora's smile was like a Cheshire cat's, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Sean, thanks to you, | raked in a cool million and a half tonight. Here, giveyour bank account number—fifty

grand is coming your way.”

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“Appreciate it, but no thanks,” Sean replied, his deep voice echoing in the car.

“You earned it because of your skills. | had nothing to do with it.”

“But | wouldn't have even been able to compete without your car,” Nora countered, determined to pay him.

“Honey, you don’t need to spell it out for me,” Sean said, his voice softening. Nora froze. “Honey?”

His sudden use of such an intimate term caught her off guard. Sean kept his eyes fixed on the road, his

expression unreadable. “Every celebrity holds a special place in their fans’ hearts, don’t they? | like to call you

‘Honey’. Can't | do that?” A strange feeling bloomed in Nora’s chest.

She tried to suppress it. “Even if you are a fan,” she said sternly, “it’s not appropriate to use such an intimate

word. | have a responsibility to set a good example for my fans. | have to give you what you deserve.”

Her voice hardened. “So, hand over your account number. This is something you've earned.”

Sean knew arguing further would only make things awkward. He quickly rattled off a string of digits.

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“Here’s my account number if you insist.”

He was cleverly using this opportunity to diffuse the tension.

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He turned his head slightly, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Looks like there's no pen or paper, though. Seems

fate has other plans for my account number.”

Nora burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She glanced around the car, and there it was—a

pen lying casually on the seat. But how could there be a pen without paper?

“It’s okay. | memorized it,” she said confidently. Without missing a beat, she quickly rattled off the string of

numbers Sean had just given her, each digit flawlessly in place.

Sean glanced at her in surprise. Nora’s memory was impressive. Despite how quickly he had recited the

numbers, she had memorized every single one.

“I'll transfer the money to you as soon as | have it. Thank you for tonight,” Nora said, her voice sincere and

grateful.