Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 332:

Norah’s resolve softened. She wanted to accept Joanna’s offer immediately, but she felt responsible for Alice’s safety. She knew she had to prioritize Alice, and bringing Joanna along might complicate things and put them in danger.

Joanna suggested, “Should I bring my brother along too? Would that be alright?”noveldrama

After thinking it over, Norah agreed, “Okay.”

“Great!” Joanna happily called Bryson, asking him to come and pick her up. Initially hesitant about Joanna going to the Glamour Club during her recovery, Bryson agreed once he knew Norah would tag along. His objection wouldn’t have mattered since Norah had already agreed.

At the backstage of the Glamour Club, the members of Rosy Secret and Dream were taking a break. Emerson approached Zeke and glanced down at him. “Who are you? Where do you come from?”

The Dream had unexpectedly become popular, having performed numerous times at the Glamour Club already. It was widely recognized that Rosy Secret’s frequent performances at the Glamour Club were due to its popularity.

Emerson struggled to pinpoint the cause of Dream’s success. As the band leader, Zeke didn’t seem exceptionally talented, and the rest of the band members weren’t anything better. Emerson felt that Dream wasn’t particularly good at playing instruments or singing.

Even without Kris in Rosy Secret, Emerson was confident that its dominance remained unquestionable. Rosy Secret was clearly better than Dream! Why should Dream get the same treatment as Rosy Secret? Emerson had been thinking about this question for a while. The Dream’s rising popularity was making Emerson uneasy. He was proud of Rosy Secret being known as the best band in the country. How could he tolerate a new band rising in prominence? He had secretly sabotaged other talented bands before.

Zeke was tuning his guitar with a disinterested expression. “We’re just regular people, nothing special.”

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However, it was true that their success could be attributed to the guidance of an influential figure.

“You know the esteemed reputation Rosy Secret holds in our country. It would be wise for you to choose to leave the Glamour Club willingly. If you do, we won’t hold anything against you for what’s happened during your performances here,” Emerson threatened.

Coyle followed Emerson in, his head held high. “No matter who you are or where you’re from, our band leader doesn’t want to see Dream back at the Glamour Club tomorrow. Do you understand?”

Phoebe sneered, “Do you think you own the Glamour Club? Do you really believe you can do whatever you want here? We’ve got permission from the club’s owner to perform here. We don’t need your permission.”

Coyle pointed his finger at Phoebe’s face and scolded, “Shut up! You foolish woman! This is a discussion among men! Do you want trouble?”

The members of Dream frowned at Coyle’s words.

Phoebe’s face turned serious and tense. “Are you some kind of thug? You’re threatening me? Did your mom not teach you manners?” Throughout her time in the band, Phoebe had encountered various types of people, but she was still surprised by the level of arrogance shown by Rosy Secret’s members.

For a while, the two bands had kept out of each other’s way, maintaining a front of harmony. But it seemed that harmony was just on the surface. Rosy Secret held a strong grudge against Dream, wanting to kick them out of the Glamour Club as soon as possible.

Zeke’s face darkened. Since the band started, he knew exactly what they were aiming for. They fought for the day when they would replace Rosy Secret as the top band in the nation.

Zeke gave Coyle a cold glare and said to Emerson, “Mr. Moran, I advise you to educate your band members on how to speak respectfully. Otherwise, they might find themselves in trouble for their words.”

Zeke and Emerson exchanged a fierce look, hinting at the brewing tension between them.

Rodger and Merlin had been feeling dissatisfied with Rosy Secret’s members for a while. Sharing the backstage area meant enduring the hostility and harshness from Rosy Secret’s members, and they were nearing their breaking point. They found it unacceptable to stomach Coyle berating Phoebe, the only female member of Dream.

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