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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 235
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Chapter 235:

“I underestimated Jack’s intelligence. | didn’t expect him to escape. With the hidden room, if he were dealing

with an ordinary person, he might have successfully fled,” Norah commented.

Inside the room, Norah inspected the decorations while chatting with Sean. “Darling, what's your take on going

through something like this with me?”

Norah pondered for a moment from Sean's perspective. If she were asked to lead a small group against a gang

of over sixty people, she would consider that insane. Without absolute confidence in their strength, facing such

overwhelming odds would be inviting disaster.

“Sweetheart, I'm willing to help you with anything, but you cannot put yourself in such perilous situations again,”

Sean replied gently. Sean noticed that Norah displayed an unusual level of bravery in certain situations. He

couldn't comprehend why she seemed unfazed.

These situations were undeniably dangerous, potentially even life-threatening. Even he would hesitate, but

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Norah appeared remarkably self-assured.

Sean wasn't hesitant to act. He simply habitually considered the worst-case scenario. Norah casually agreed to

his request. “Okay.”

However, deep down, she understood that the decision depended on the context. She knew that if faced with a

situation where she had no alternative but to confront it—even at the risk of her own life—she would not hesitate

to act.

As Norah examined the ornaments, she noticed one seemed loose. With a firm press and a twist to the right, she

suddenly uncovered a hidden compartment beneath the floor, surrounded by bloodstains.

“I found it! Darling, stay up here. I'll head downstairs and apprehend him,” Norah declared, confident that Jack's

injuries would hinder his escape through this secret passage.

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Sean gripped her hand tightly, insisting, “Norah, letdo this.” With a hint of helplessness in his voice, he

continued, “I'm your boyfriend. | can’t let you go into a dangerous situation alone. Wait for me.”

Norah felt a twinge of embarrassment. She hadn't fully adapted to their relationship yet and momentarily forgot

she had a boyfriend. “Be careful.”

Without further ado, Sean swiftly jumped into the secret passage to pursue Jack.

As Jack navigated the damp sewers, it felt like he was back home. He ran swiftly, his injured body protesting with

each step as he maneuvered through the intricate tunnels.

“If | remember correctly, there should be a hospital above if | go another 656 feet,” Jack cursed under his breath.

“That witch... I shouldn't have helped her, renderingunwittingly screwing with the wrong people.”

He lost everything, including his men from the East Zone. Recalling his crew, who had risked their lives for him,

filled Jack with profound anguish. Building his influence in the East Zone had required years of dedication, but

now he found himself utterly alone. All his efforts seemed to have been in vain.

Aware that capture by the pursuing group would likely result in dire consequences, Jack harbored grave doubts

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about his chances of survival. “I swear, one day, I'll make that beauty meet her end in my grasp,” he thought.

Jack understood that, even without his underlings, he could still expand his influence. However, if he were to

perish, he would lose everything he had worked for.

Upon hearing approaching footsteps, Jack’s muscles tensed with apprehension. He speculated that it might be

sanitation workers. Besides them, he couldn't imagine who else would be wandering through the sewers.

As Jack turned to face the sound, a sudden and brutal kick sent him crashing against the wall. The wounds on his

body, already tender and raw, were subjected to a second heavy blow, eliciting a pained groan from Jack as he

struggled to regain his composure.

Losing a dangerous amount of blood, Jack’s head spun, and his vision blurred. A pair of sleek black leather shoes

halted before him, and then someone seized his collar. “Loser.”

Jack was hoisted up by a single hand, and through his haze, he recognized this handsman as the one who

had been tormenting the beauty and had shot him in the shoulder.

“You should consider more carefully whom you can afford to anger,” Sean icily declared.