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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 1002
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Chapter 1002

Chapter 1002:

Everyone was shocked when the white Ferrari picked up speed again, sliding at a breathtaking pace. With less

than half a car’s distance between the oncoming vehicle and the roadside, it daringly completed a bold

overtaking maneuver.

The rear part of the white Ferrari was dangerously close to being off the cliff, with about a third of it hanging over

the edge.

Once past the danger, Nora drove swiftly down the mountain, seemingly unfazed by the heart-stopping moment

she had just experienced.

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At the mountain's base, the crowd erupted in applause and cheers.

“Wow! This is the most thrilling race I've ever seen! It’s so cool!”

“Yes! Such fast reflexes! How did she manage to pass in such a dangerous spot?”

“It felt like | was watching a professional racing event. Incredible!”

“Her driving skills surpass those of Hans and Marlin. It’s hard to believe!”

Performing a drift and overtaking at a sharp turn seemed nearly impossible.

Yet the white Ferrari effortlessly managed to do it.

Yolande slumped back in the seat, breathless. “Damn it! That was terrifying. I'm still shaken from that. My legs

went weak just now!”

Marlin’s car swiftly rounded the vehicle ascending the mountain. He, too, was in a state of disbelief. The Ferrari

zoomed ahead, avoiding a collision! “I can’t fathom that there's another woman skilled in racing like Norah!”

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Norah, the epitof driving prowess in his eyes. The Ferrari's owner matched her abilities.

Marlin couldn't match Norah's driving finesse.

Hans and Rosalee, who were slightly behind, also witnessed the scene. A thought crossed Rosalee’s mind in that

moment.

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“The first t| saw her, | had this strange sense of familiarity. Her racing skills are exceptional. Could she be

Norah?”

Hans frowned. “Norah disappeared a year ago. It's been quite stime. How could she suddenly appear here,

racing with us?”

Rosalee remembered her encounter with the woman at the foot of the mountain just moments ago.

If it were Norah, she would have surely greeted them upon seeing them.

They had a good rapport a year ago.

Rosalee suppressed her doubts. “You're right. Perhaps | mistook her for Norah.”