Chapter: 365

Derek was dazzled by Norah. Norah simply put more effort into her appearance after the divorce. However, she had transformed. Like a gem polished to reveal its true brilliance, she shone brightly.

The article went on about Selene's legendary status in Otland, her massive popularity, and her pivotal role in the racing scene.

Derek had no idea Norah was such a big deal in Otland, a celebrated racer long before she ever set foot in Glophia!

Winning first place in a race landed Norah a whopping 20 million dollars, enough to buy the Carter Group.

The company Derek struggled to keep afloat could be effortlessly brought over by Norah's reward for taking first place in a single racing competition.

Derek used to look down on Norah, seeing her as nothing more than the Wilson family's outcast. How silly that seemed now.

Thinking back on Norah's actions at the Wilson family's banquet, Derek clenched his fists. She was always surrounded by pursuers, seemingly not bothering to decline their advances. Why didn't she reject them? She was this damned loaded now. Did she feel so lonely that any man would suffice? Was Norah really up for grabs to anyone who was a man? Could that mean he had a chance too...

Kathy's text read, "Derek, you know, even with Norah's way of flirting, she's got something going for her, her wealth. Why not give it another shot with Norah?"

Ever since he came out of his coma, Derek knew Norah had feelings for him. She always looked at him with tender affection, obeyed his every word, and took care of him in every possible way.

Lately, even with Madeline by his side, he often found himself subconsciously thinking about Norah.

Madeline asked, "Derek, how are things going with the company? I reached out to my father, and he mentioned he might help with one of the projects. Maybe you can work together.”

Madeline swung the door open, her excitement palpable in her voice.

Derek quickly locked his screen, his expression stern as_ he reprimanded, "Madeline, I've told you before, knock before entering.

What if you disrupt the meeting?"

Madeline playfully stuck out her tongue. "Derek, don't be upset. I was just excited and wanted to tell you right away.”

Madeline wrapped her arms around Derek's neck and settled onto his lap, pouting. “I've been pestering my dad for ages, and he finally agreed to send you the project details before the discussion. Check your computer messages."

“Okay." Derek placed his phone next to the computer with a poker face and checked the documents Coen had sent over.

"Darling, I need to get some work done now. Why don't you go out and enjoy yourself?" Derek added, planting a kiss on Madeline's cheek before gently lifting her and setting her down, “Come see me later, alright?"

Madeline, despite feeling dissatisfied with Derek's distant demeanor, remained a compliant girlfriend. "Sure, I'll go figure out what we should have for dinner. Have a productive meeting."

Madeline exited the study with a smile, oblivious to Derek's somber gaze tracking her departure.

Derek scrutinized the project details provided by Coen. It was a small, non-profit venture that might even result in losses. Was there a hidden agenda behind Coen's selection of this project?

Clenching his fists, he recalled Norah's victorious moment, falling silent. Norah was even more remarkable than he had anticipated. Now, he felt undeserving of her.

Resolved to safeguard the Carter family's future, Derek realized he needed to find a solution. Whether it entailed seeking Norah's assistance or remarrying her, as long as he could gain control of her wealth, she would be valuable.

In Otland, outside a café, a suave man in a black suit gestured, saying, "Miss Wilson, over here."