Chapter 5 Just A Sex Partner

After her remark, Debby quickly got into the car and shut the door with a swift motion.

Norah remained silent, peering through the slight opening of the window at the back seat.

Jansen was there, sitting straight, his eyes closed. He didn't intervene in Debby's actions nor glance at Norah. He showed no reaction at all from start to finish.

The cars drove off, but none stopped for Norah, leaving her in a cloud of exhaust fumes.

In the end, only the gray Porsche Cayenne was slowly parked in front of her.

As she opened the door, she realized it was indeed Darren's car, and surprisingly, Darren was the driver.

Norah calmly got into the passenger seat, buckled up, and casually asked, "Why are you driving yourself?"

Darren didn't look at her as he pressed the accelerator and began driving. He said, "I don't like strangers in my car."

"Oh," Norah responded in a playful tone, giving a flirtatious smile. "So, I'm not a stranger to you, am I?"

Her blunt words left Darren momentarily speechless.

He soon flashed a mischievous smile and said, "Sure. Any attractive woman is welcome in my car. I doubt Tilly would mind."

"Tilly?" Norah echoed, surprised. She smiled knowingly and inquired, "Is she your girlfriend?"

Darren's face lit up with a knowing grin like he'd just caught wind of a great joke.

"The label 'girlfriend' feels weighty. I wouldn't want a lovely girl to carry that load." As he drove, he told Norah with a playful grin, "The night before last, she was simply the one I shared a bed with."

Norah pondered, unsure if she was imagining things, but Darren had unintentionally hinted that he wasn't home the night before last.

Norah remained quiet. She pivoted and fixed a silent gaze upon him.

Darren continued, "Miss Bector, why that look? Are you considering picking me? If you do, I'm willing to part ways with Tilly. But I can't promise there won't be others even after marriage."

Norah couldn't help but chuckle. "You're quite sure of yourself, aren't you?"

Darren gave a nonchalant shrug. "Anyone smart would pick my older brother. He's the top heir of the Chase family."

On that note, Darren paused and sneakily observed Norah's reaction from the corner of his eye. "Yet, I can't dismiss the chance that you might fancy someone like me."

Norah watched Darren closely. His tone was relaxed, almost disinterested, when he mentioned the heir of the Chase family. He didn't seem to have any attachment to the Chase family assets.

He could either be an aimless playboy or someone confident enough to believe he could achieve more than the Chase family offered.

Though Debby and others painted Darren as a good-for-nothing illegitimate son, Norah sensed there might be more to him.

What Darren said left her feeling doubtful. Was that man him or not?

Before long, they arrived at Chase Group's entrance.

"Here we are," Darren pulled over the car and whispered to Norah.

However, after a lengthy wait, Norah, seated beside him, remained unresponsive.

Darren's brows furrowed, and he shifted his gaze. Unexpectedly, Norah reached out, leaning toward him. She pressed half of her body against him, one hand resting on his chest, tracing circles with a suggestive look in her eyes.

She gazed at him with her enchanting eyes, locking onto his own.

They were so near that they could practically feel each other's breaths.

The subtle scent of rose perfume wafted into Darren's nostrils, quickening his heartbeat.

His throat tightened, and his voice was a little hoarse due to his inexplicable emotions. "What's going on?"

"Did you spend the night before last with Tilly?" Norah asked in a seductive whisper close to Darren's ear.

Her voice was enchanting. "A little mouse snuck into my room and then vanished. Did you see it?"

Darren's lips pressed together as he looked at her, the air charged between them.

Norah attempted to peer into Darren's eyes, but in the blink of an eye, he seized her wrist and pressed her into her seat.