Chapter: 353

I'll be staying in Lochdeer for the foreseeable future. Do you have the race guidelines? I'd like to review them."

Cristiano swiftly pulled out a document from a drawer under the table and handed it to her. “Here you go. We look forward to your victory."

Norah took the file, and Cristiano took her business card in exchange.

Printed on the lilac hard-shell business card was Selene's name in bold letters, followed by a string of phone numbers.

Tucking the race guidelines under her arm, Norah left them with one last reminder. "Don't forget to contact me before the race starts."

Norah decided against rejecting their invitation, now that her concern had been addressed. After all, why not seize this great opportunity? Not only would she enjoy a good race, but she also made a nice sum of money in the process. It was like hitting two birds with one stone.

The bodyguards blocking the corridor dispersed, and Norah went downstairs to meet up with Alice and the others, but she didn't stay long. Soon, she and Alice left the venue.

When they got home, Alice kept shooting her expectant glances, with eyes full of things unsaid.

"You want to know what Cristiano wanted from me, don't you?" Norah finally asked.

"Yes!" Alice nodded eagerly. “I was afraid they threatened you with an NDA or something."

Keeping people's mouths shut with threats was a favorite tactic of the rich and powerful. Naturally, Alice feared that Norah might have faced such unpleasant treatment. Her impression of people like the Campbells was stereotypical.

With a faint smile, Norah shook her head and recounted what had happened.

“So they just wanted you to participate in a race? And they're willing to pay you millions of dollars just to participate? Damn!

That's amazing!" Alice exclaimed, eyes gleaming with excitement. "I placed all my bets on you earlier, so I've won quite a lot of money.

When we wrap up things tomorrow, I'll treat you to a big meal. What do you say?"

Norah's smile widened. “Sounds good!"

"Alright. Let's get some rest then. You have an important mission tomorrow, and you'll need the energy."

At six in the morning, after enduring more than ten hours on a long -haul flight, Sean and his team landed at the Esterford Airport.

Phillip had dark circles under his eyes by the time they disembarked.

“Mr. Scott, I've gathered everyone on Freyvale. They're just waiting for your instruction."

Everyone was somewhat weary, and Sean was no exception. He had a throbbing headache, unsure if it was because of a cold or the prolonged work stress.

"Mr. Scott, do you want to rest first?" Phillip asked with concern, noticing Sean wincing in pain. "We can make them wait."

"No, let's go." Sean took a big sip of coffee from the cup Phillip offered him. Today's issues had to be resolved today, and there was no way in hell he'd delay it.

Sean could endure the discomfort temporarily. All that mattered was to settle this issue.