Chapter 61:
“What? You're looking to get someone a spot on stage?” Spencer asked, surprised.
In a chamber on the top floor of the building, Spencer lounged on the sofa with a nonchalant demeanor, his legs
crossed. Beside him, Kaiden mirrored the pose. The Glamour Club was known to the Morris family. Spencer was a
regular here, and he made the calls. He got to choose who could take the spotlight on stage.
Norah stayed on the sofa, acting calm despite Spencer's stare.
“May | know your terms, Mr. Morris?” Norah raised her eyes and gestured at Zeke, saying, “He just wishes to...”
Leaning toward Kaiden, Spencer murmured, “Kaiden, do you think | should agree?”
Spencer's and Kaiden’s recent visit to Krusa Mountain Racing had left them in awe of Selene, especially after her
reveal as Norah, which had caused an uproar. They never expected Norah to be the skilled racer, Selene.
Kaiden’s eyes grew somber. He recalled how Kason had visited recently just to see Norah. Kason had never tried
the Glamour Club for him, not even once! He wondered if Kason had developed a fondness for Norah. But he saw
Kason had invited a masked woman to his hlast time.
Since Kaiden couldn't wrap his head around it, he decided to drop the subject.
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With a spark of curiosity, Spencer said, “Miss Wilson, you should know that those who perform on the stage are
all famous. And who is he?”
Zeke wanted to argue back, but he was at a loss for words. He had to bite his tongue. Deep down, he knew it
was true, and speaking up would only invite more teasing.
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With her arms crossed and leaning back, Norah said in a relaxed tone, “He might not be famous now, but who's
to say he won't be in the future? Could he perhaps perform on stage today?” She acted as if it were nothing out
of the ordinary.
Spencer found himself stealing glances at Norah. Unlike those flattering individuals, Norah remained casual, as if
she were talking to her own friends. Had Spencer been sure he’d met Norah before, he might have mistaken her
for an old friend.
Turning to Kaiden, Spencer said, “Well, since you've brought it to our attention, I'm happy to agree. Miss Wilson,
you're acquainted with Kaiden’s uncle, aren't you? Given that connection, your friend can sing as many songs as
he wishes.”
Interest sparkled in Norah's eyes. How did Spencer and Kaiden figure out her connection with Kason? This made
things much easier.
Norah nodded and said, “I'll mention you to Mr. Hayes next t| see him.”
Kaiden looked up, his tone serious. “What is your relationship with my uncle, Miss Wilson? Have you officially
divorced your husband?”
“Well, you can ask your uncle about it,” Norah replied.
“As for other things, | can’t tell you,” Norah said, not one to share too much about her personal life. Faced with
his question, she chose not to respond. “Thanks anyway. Zeke, let's head downstairs.”
As Norah and Zeke departed, Spencer, driven by curiosity, asked, “Kaiden, what's going on between your uncle
and Norah? He showed up at the Glamour Club looking for her. Your uncle usually avoids loud places. There must
be something between them.”
Kaiden sighed and said, “If | had any idea, | wouldn't have asked Norah. What's my uncle thinking? Rumors say
Derek and Norah haven't finalized their divorce yet. If word gets out...”
“What would happen?” Spencer asked.
“If word gets out, my uncle might end up bound to her forever,” Kaiden replied with a frustrated look. “Even
though Norah is attractive, she’s just a trophy wife and already married. | can’t stand the thought of my uncle
marrying someone like that. | need to find a way to prevent it.”
Spencer intervened. “If your uncle cares for you, you should let him be. He's been single in the military for years
and finally found someone he likes. It’s not your place to interfere. He's probably really in love.”
“But she’s been married before...” Kaiden remained unconvinced.
“Kaiden, I'm surprised you're hung up on that. Lettell you, a previous marriage isn't the end of the world,”
Spencer said, placing an arm around Kaiden’s shoulder, trying to persuade him.
With Spencer's intervention, Norah and Zeke smoothly made their way to the stage on the first floor. Zeke,
overflowing with excitement, exclaimed, “Miss Wilson, | can’t thank you enough! Performing at Glamour Club has
always been my dream. | never thought it would ctrue!”
Norah wasn’t in the mood for chatter. She gestured toward the stage and announced, “You've got tfor one
song. Impresswith your talent, and I'll ensure you becas famous as Rosy Secret.”
Even though Norah and Zeke were still strangers, Zeke was thrilled by her promise. He didn’t know how she
would make him famous, but he knew he deserved the fame.
The stage lights dimmed, and the DJ's beats toned down. The dancers on the floor began to ease off. They
huddled up for chats or strolled back to the bar for a drink.
Then, a spotlight burst onto the stage, illuminating a bearded man cradling a guitar, standing ready at the
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“Isn't Rosy Secret supposed to perform tonight? Is this guy it? Could he be a well-known singer?”
“I don’t know. Have you seen him before?”
“Hey, who is that? | specifically cfor Rosy Secret!”
“Bring Rosy Secret back! Let this guy leave!”
The murmurs from the crowd weren't loud, yet they reached the stage. Zeke inhaled deeply and began to strum
his guitar.
“It’s a chilly day...”
“Blinding sunlight everywhere. Just me, cruising down the street, mind totally blank...” It was a rap song.
“So what? Soaked in sunlight and rain, today’s just fine for me.”
Zeke's voice, deep and resonant, made every word crisp.
The audience began to move with the rhythm.
“Live it up. Go wild while you're young...”
With his eyes, he plucked the strings, immersing everyone in the music as they started to dance.
Witnessing the scene, Norah's smile broadened.
She was sure she had the right person.