Love on the Fast Track - Chapter 900
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Chapter 900:
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“It’s confirmed. The organizers told us you’re heading to Bellfolk a week early to prepare for the quarterfinals!” Kayla explained, barely catching her breath. She had encouraged Nancy’s participation to bolster her skills and confidence, and reaching the quarterfinals was a pleasant surprise.
“Keep pushing forward as you prepare more,” Kayla encouraged. Kayla was already delighted by Nancy’s progress through the first round, proud of her instinct in identifying such a promising talent in the world of piano music.
Meanwhile, Susanna, unaware of how much joy Nancy’s competition results brought her mother, reunited with Joanna. They embraced, Joanna inhaling the familiar, sweet scent of Susanna.
“Susanna, it’s been ages,” Joanna greeted her, noting Susanna’s new haircut.
“You’ve cut your hair! You look amazing,” Susanna exclaimed, admiring Joanna’s transformation.
Joanna, now dressed in a snug sports outfit that highlighted her toned physique and newly cropped hair, looked striking.
After Susanna left the hospital, Joanna resumed intensive training with Duncan. Her skills were now so advanced that managing multiple opponents was no challenge.
Instead of dwelling on her past hardships, Joanna greeted them with a hearty laugh.
“Thank you, Susanna. You’re becoming even more beautiful.” She playfully pinched Susanna’s cheek and gave Phillip an approving nod.
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“I never imagined there was an ambitious wolf alongside Sean, capable of whisking our little princess away so quietly,” she teased.
With a light chuckle, Susanna replied, “I was the one who confessed my love to Phillip. Now, where shall we go? It’s our first meeting since I left the hospital.” Joanna opened the door to her seven-seat SUV.
“Hop in,” she invited.
Duncan, sitting in the driver’s seat, nodded their way and offered a greeting.
“Joanna, nice to see your coach here.”
As Phillip guided Susanna into the vehicle, they took seats beside each other. Joanna secured herself in the passenger seat and explained, “The coach has really been put through the paces training with me lately, so I thought I’d give him a break and let him drive.” Duncan offered a resigned smile, his gaze warm with deep affection.
The countless hours he spent training her had reshaped his view of her. Joanna had shown remarkable resilience. No matter the intensity of the session, she met each challenge silently, achieving the goals he set.
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