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Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 453
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Chapter 453:

Friends

While Shayla underwent her CT scan, Luna expressed frustration about the hospital's insistence on extensive

testing. She questioned whether Shayla’s mild nighttcough justified such a rigorous approach. Nonetheless,

the prospect of decisively proving Norah wrong eased her mind slightly, making the ordeal seem less

burdensome.

Upon receiving the scan results, the doctor issued a stern rebuke.

“Your daughter's illness is very serious. Why didn’t you bring her in sooner?”

Gripping the report tightly, Luna responded in a flustered tone, “What? | didn’t notice anything unusual about

Shayla. Doctor, what should we do now?”

“Start with an IV drip and go fill out the paperwork.”

If Norah had known about Luna's visit to the hospital, she would have sighed in relief that Shayla’s condition was

still manageable and that Luna was not too foolish or obstinate.

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After getting home, Norah noticed a message from JW.

“Task completed. If there's anything else you need help with, just letknow.”

A faint smile crossed her lips. He had proven himself to be a remarkably sincere friend.

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“Thanks.”

She had logged on specifically to express her gratitude to JW for his assistance the previous night. With the

rumor-mongers now dealt with, she felt a sense of relief and was ready to continue her vigilance over her uncle’s

family. Her goal was to unveil their secrets gradually. These endeavors required patience and meticulous

planning.

After work on Friday, Joanna and Susanna invited Norah and Alice to the Glamour Club. By eight o'clock that

evening, they were all gathered at the club, ready for the night ahead. The brilliant neon lights danced across

the room, twinkling and spinning as they illuminated the lively crowd below. Handsmen and beautiful

women danced, their energy fueling the night's revelry.

Onstage, the band Dream captured the crowd's attention, playing their original songs with vigor that energized

the entire venue.

Under the dim lights, Joanna squinted to get a better look at the performers. Turning to Norah, she commented

with admiration, “Norah, since Rosy Secret was out of the picture, Dream has really cinto its own. You really

have a knack for spotting talent. Choosing Zeke to lead was nothing short of brilliant.”

Susanna nodded, her voice a mix of respect and envy as she took a sip of her drink. “Yeah, | really admire you.”

In her eyes, Norah was a jack-of-all-trades—excelling in medicine, songwriting, composing, and even band

management. She seemed to do it all!

Spencer had sent over a round of fine drinks to their table, on the house. It had been a while since Norah allowed

herself to unwind in a club. She savored the liquor, appreciating its rich flavor as it settled on her tongue, a hint

of sweetness blooming after each sip. The drink was strong, yet not bitter, leaving a pleasant aftertaste that

lingered.

As the four ladies gathered, the night was just beginning to unfold.

Joanna's suggestion cut through the chatter. “How about we play Truth or Dare?”

The memory of the last tthey played the gbrought a blush to Norah's cheeks, though it went unnoticed

under the neon glow. Alice and Susanna were quick to agree.

“There are too many people in the booth area,” Joanna observed, scanning their surroundings. “Let's go play in a

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private room upstairs.”

Thanks to Norah's VIP status, they soon found themselves in a secluded room, the perfect retreat for their game.

Joanna, ever the extrovert, laid out the rules with enthusiasm.

“We're all in this together, no cheating! If you can’t do the dare, you drink. Let's get started—I’ll spin first.”

She set an empty beer bottle twirling on the table. It spun rapidly before slowing down, finally pointing directly at

Alice.

Joanna clapped her hands, smiling broadly. “Alice, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Alice replied.

“What are you most afraid of happening?”

Alice paused, considering her response. “I have many fears. Do | need to list them all?”

“Just one or two will do,” Joanna prompted, curious but casual.

“I'm afraid of losing friends, dying unexpectedly one day, and falling in love...” Alice listed her fears, each one

revealing a deeper layer of her anxieties.