Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 738

Chapter 738:

Inside, Yolande started to describe the venue. “This is Cloud Club, a high-end, private venue. Entrance requires a

VIP card. You haven't been here before, have you? Let's order sfood. | promise you're going to enjoy the

food and drinks tonight.”

A Full-blown Dolores Bashing Session

Yolande might seem unreliable, but she always delivered results, so Norah didn’t say no.

Yolande ushered Norah into a private dining room, pulling out a chair with a flourish. “Eat up first, Norah. I'll go

fetch my friends. Room 104 after dinner, alright? Take your time.”

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Norah blinked. It was room 104 again.

A kaleidoscope of emotions washed over Norah as she entered the familiar private room. There, amidst the other

women, sat Yolande’s two followers from the charity event.

Their surprise mirrored Norah's. A worried wrinkle formed between their brows. They wondered if Yolande would

ditch them for this newcomer.

Yolande, ever the social director, swept in and made introductions. “Everyone, meet Norah. Consider her a

friend, and treat her with respect!”

Yolande’s pronouncement elevated Norah's status in the room. The six women, wary of crossing the powerful

Boyd family, offered curt nods. They knew the drill—when Yolande played, they followed suit.

Yolande settled Norah beside her, a hint of pride in her voice. “This private room belongs to Marlin. He practically

giveshis card whenever | want to drink here.”

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Yolande sounded proud. Her family wouldn't prohibit her from drinking as long as she could ensure her safety.

She always drank with women, so her family eventually stopped worrying about her.

“Heard through the butler that Marlin was blotto last night,” Yolande remarked, her voice dripping with disdain.

“Didn’t stumble back in until near midnight. That damned Dolores must've been feeding him drinks!”

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Yolande's friends echoed her sentiment, their voices laced with disdain. “Exactly! | knew she was trouble from

the moment | laid eyes on her. Always pretending to be delicate and pure.” Yolande punctuated their agreement

by pouring two glasses of wine, one for herself and one for Norah. She swirled the crimson liquid thoughtfully

before taking a slow sip.

“Do you know what I discovered? Dolores’ parents and grandparents are farmers from sbackwater village.

They toiled tirelessly to get her out of there. | doubt they ever imagined their daughter would be caught fooling

around with a colleague at school, a scandal that spread like wildfire. Despite accumulating hundreds of

thousands of dollars from her wealthy boyfriend, she didn’t spare a cent for her own family. She observed their

struggles from her elevated position. It's unbelievable. Her family sacrificed so much, yet she didn’t think to give

back once she struck it rich. Dolores is utterly devoid of gratitude.”

Yolande's fury was a rare sight. Dolores’ actions had clearly crossed a line. In her view, Dolores’ lack of familial

loyalty and greed for money were unforgivable.