Chapter: 1273

Amy placed her hand on her forehead, closing her eyes to steady her breathing. She continued trembling with fear.

Nora felt a twinge of remorse. She hadn't anticipated Amy's intense fear. Quietly, she comforted Amy by gently patting her trembling form.

Meanwhile, at the finish line, two Koenigseggs raced past and came to a halt near the Ferrari.

Marlin stepped out of his car, slamming the door shut. He glanced up, noticing Nora and Amy sitting not far away.

Marlin narrowed his eyes and sized Nora up from head to toe.

Her face was completely obscured, but her silhouette was undeniably curvaceous, and her skin, smooth and flawless, hinted at a delicate softness.

He looked at her back and felt familiar.

Yolande stepped out of the car and gazed at the woman in black, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“She's incredible. I'm going to introduce myself."

Yolande tossed her hair with confidence and approached Nora with the grace of a true lady.

"Hi, I'm Yolande. It's a pleasure to meet you. How about we become friends?"

Amy, who had been quietly regaining her composure with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them and stepped in front of Nora.

"Nora doesn't like to talk with strangers. I'm sorry."

The Boyd family in Silverdale was also on the blacklist from Amy's boss, and Nora was prohibited from having any contact with them.

Amy was unaware that the Boyd family would participate in the race.

"You are rude. Yolande frowned unhappily. “I just want to have a word with her."

Yolande spoke with an air of arrogance, her tone bordering on impoliteness. Nevertheless, Nora did not find herself disliking her.

She gently removed Amy's hand and said to Yolande, "I'm Nora."

She wasn't a delicate flower confined to a greenhouse; Amy was simply overly protective of her.

"Nora?"

Yolande repeated the name, wondering if it was merely a coincidence.

Why was her name so similar to Norah's?

“Are you a star? Why are you dressed like this?"

The innocence in Yolande's eyes was evident. Her curiosity was clear with no hint of malice.