FreeNovelChapter 388: ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ Unaware of her ulterior motives, Colton was entirely captivated by Sweety, the woman with long curly hair, blazing down the track.
"I wonder if she can actually win," he mused aloud. It was the first the found himself genuinely invested in a racer.
Meanwhile, Allison was deftly maneuvering through the other vehicles.
The engine roared as she skillfully handled the steering wheel, guiding the heavy race car with remarkable ease. During sharp turns, the car tilted at incredible angles yet remained perfectly balanced.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAllison had never felt better.
The wind whipped past her ears, and the world around her blurred into a tapestry of colors. An indescribable sense of freedom washed over her.
The extrthrill not only pumped adrenaline through her veins but also instilled an unexpected calm within her soul.
"I haven't felt this relaxed in so long," she muttered to herself.
For the first tin ages, she felt truly like herself. Swiftly overtaking on the inside lane, Allison advanced to fourth place, posing a significant challenge to Kellan.
As they passed each other, Kellan noticed her closely tailing him and wondered where this dark horse had emerged from.
But Kellan remained composed. He adjusted his trajectory, pressed down on the accelerator, and surged ahead, the scenery flashing by in a blur.
The blend of speed and passion was both dangerous and exhilarating.
In the stands, the crowd erupted with excitement. Voices overlapped as spectators discussed the unfolding .
"Unbelievable! You see the one driving the purple race car? He's a friend of mine—an experienced racer. Yet now, he's been overtaken by a newcomer?" "Yeah, unbelievable. I think even Turbo might get surpassed by this new driver, Sweety." "I thought she was just an ordinary racer, but it looks like she might actually take the championship this year." "Is Sweety an independent participant or a professional? I feel like I've never seen her before." Shock rippled through everyone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMost of the chatter centered around Turbo, the enigmatic racer who dominated the Underground and even competed under the salias in motorcycle races. Turbo usually boasted a record of nine wins and one loss, but this time, he might just be defeated by a newcomer.
"I really don't get why anyone would risk their lives like this. It's way too dangerous," Melany remarked, her voice dripping with boredom.
She glanced at the racers with a mixture of disdain and indifference.
"But then again, I guess it makes sense. Between the Lloyd family's heirlooms and a IXOseven-hundred-thousand-dollar prize, that kind of money is enough to make it worth the risk for some," she continued, her lips curling slightly as if the idea was beneath her.
Dangerous, thrilling games like this were things she looked down upon.
In her mind, risking one's life for money-even a sizable sum was! something only those at the bottom En would do.
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