Chapter: 366

Norah, emanating an aura of elegance and nobility, approached alongside Alice.

“Miss, would you mind accompanying me? Mr. Scott wishes to speak with Miss Wilson privately," Phillip proposed. He had a keen grasp of nonverbal cues. Sean's intentions were evident, and only Norah could fulfill his requirement.

"Alice, wait here for a moment. I need to speak with someone inside,"

Norah said.

“Of course." Recognizing that the individual inside might hold special significance to Norah, Alice turned and trailed Phillip out.

After briefing Alice, Norah entered the café. The second floor boasted chambers. Guided by the room number provided by Phillip, she pushed open the door to the designated chamber.

Lost in thought, Sean lifted his gaze at her arrival, and their eyes met abruptly. His facial features were striking and profound, radiating an aura of cold authority.

"Norah." Sean's voice, both icy and magnetic, reached Norah's ears, inadvertently stirring her emotions.

It had been a while since their last meeting. Unexpectedly, in a foreign land, they found themselves competing in the same racing event. Fate was truly peculiar.

“Sean, what brings you here?" Norah entered the chamber and seated herself, composed and unruffled.

Norah hadn't anticipated that her formidable opponent in the racing in Otland would be Sean. She had merely admired his racing prowess and had no inkling he would be an acquaintance.

Sean remained silent for a moment, calmly studying Norah as if she were a precious gem. After a pause, he finally spoke. “Here on business."

Sean's voice, though soft, effortlessly reached the depths of Norah's heart.

Norah averted her gaze, evading Sean's piercing stare that uncomfortably lingered upon her. She couldn't shake the desire to depart, yet her feet felt anchored, refusing to budge even an inch.

Norah covertly observed Sean from the corner of her eye. He still appeared handsome, but the shadows under his eyes hinted at exhaustion. Was his workload too taxing? Despite his hectic schedule, he managed to make time for racing, much like her, using it as a stress-reliever.

"And what brings you to this place, Norah?" Sean asked. Norah had attended the race yesterday. She must have arrived in Otland before him.

Sean had been so immersed in work that he had little knowledge of Norah's recent endeavors, only knowing what had transpired during the Wilson family's banquet from Susanna. His thoughts then turned to Susanna's actions in Glophia, casting a shadow over his expression.

"Oh, I just came to Otland to unwind and take part in a racing competition."

Norah's words were nonchalant. Yet, Sean recalled the content of the report, showing that she had raced at the Silverstone Circuit five days ago. Norah had still managed to secure first place in the competition.

Norah's racing abilities surpassed Sean's expectations. Watching her deep blue racing car glide effortlessly, he was astounded. A game he thought he'd easily win turned into witnessing her car dominate the track with the finesse of a conqueror. To him, Norah exuded sheer brilliance.

"What a coincidence to encounter you in the competition, Sean," Norah remarked. Though being impressed by his racing skills, she hadn't expected her formidable opponent in Otland to be Sean.

Neither Norah nor Sean had recognized each other during the race until they removed their helmets.

“Indeed, it was unexpected." Sean nodded.

They briefly exchanged updates on their recent activities.