Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 1146:

As she turned her head, Marlene noticed two striking figures entering through the doorway.

The man and the woman immediately captured the attention of everyone present.

The man was dressed in a finely tailored suit that lent him an air of nobility and restraint. His chiseled features were set in a stern expression, making him so striking that onlookers were left momentarily speechless.

The woman wore a long, dark golden dress, embellished with glittering gold threads and tiny diamonds along the hem. The dress cinched at her slim waist, accentuating her well-proportioned figure, with long legs and a graceful silhouette that drew admiring glances.

Her makeup was delicately applied, featuring pink and golden gloss on her eyelids that complemented her curled eyelashes and large, clear eyes. Her small nose and pink lips only added to her captivating beauty, drawing the gaze of everyone around her.

Marlene recalled wearing a similar dress at a previous banquet, rumored to be worth around three million. Yet, observing Norah’s ensemble, she suspected it surpassed her own in extravagance.

“Isn’t Norah’s dress a one-of-a-kind piece by that famous international designer? I heard it wasn’t for sale and was meant only for display.”

“I saw it too. Such a dress demands a certain presence to pull off!”

“Norah is also known as the designer Noelle, right? Perhaps she has connections with those high-end designers. Do any of us not own a piece by her?”

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At this, the ladies around shared sheepish grins. Noelle had a knack for creating designs that resonated deeply with them. Naturally, they indulged in buying her creations.noveldrama

Marlene suddenly realized that Norah wasn’t just Selene, the racing driver; she was also Noelle, the designer, and Dr. Wilson from Silver Boulder Private Hospital.

Norah seemed to know it all and excelled in everything she did. Even without an influential background, her remarkable skill would still impress everyone.

Marlene knew she could never be like Norah. Without being the eldest daughter of the Wilson family, no one would give her a second thought.

Her gaze followed Norah and Sean as they moved through the hall, hand in hand, chatting and laughing with all the important people around them.

Her face was clouded with envy and jealousy, but then she reminded herself that she was now a Wilson, and there was no reason to envy an orphaned woman.

Sean gripped Norah’s arm gently and whispered, “Sweetheart, the banquet hasn’t started yet. How about we mingle with Glophia’s noble families?”

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