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The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1023
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Chapter 1023 The Price of Overconfidence

Emmeline was well aware of the eyes fixed upon her, particularly Sonia's penetrating gaze. Was Sonia observing

her closely?

A sly smile tugged at the corner of Emmeline's lips as she reveled in her plan. She didn't push the throttle to its

limits; instead, she left just a hint of reserve. The speed of her motorcycle remained exhilaratingly fast, yet there

was a subtle sense of sluggishness.

Especially during sharp turns, her handling seemed a touch delayed. When tackling uphill sections, her confidence

appeared lacking, and the jumps didn't quite reach the expected heights.

Benjamin, familiar with Emmeline's true capabilities, could easily see through her charade. Observing her

performance, he knew she was putting on a show.

Abel, although unfamiliar with Emmeline's racing prowess, couldn't shake off the feeling that she shouldn't be this

subdued. Her skills, even in this restrained display, surpassed what most people could achieve.

To the casual observer, Emmeline's performance was already outstanding, but she intentionally downplayed her

abilities.

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Emmeline may not have reached the championship level, but at the very least, she was a strong contender for

second or third place. Yet, as Sonia observed Emmeline, a cold smirk played upon her lips. Did she dare to compare

herself to me?

At this moment, Emmeline's heart can fully imagine Sonia's mood. Underneath her helmet, Emmeline narrowed her

peach-colored eyes and skillfully controlled the motorcycle at about 80% of her true capabilities. She glided along

the racetrack for two laps before finally coming to a stop.

For Emmeline, becoming familiar with the course was sufficient. As for the skills, they were ingrained in her bones

and soul, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice.

The motorcycle gracefully slid to a halt in front of the group, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Sonia was taken aback, still not having had the chance to reminisce with Abel. What the hell, she's back already?

Emmeline glanced at Sonia, who appeared somewhat dazed, and knew that her plan had worked. Abel and

Benjamin exchanged a knowing look, understanding the cunningness of this girl. It seemed she had managed to

deceive Sonia and make her underestimate her.

Removing her helmet, Emmeline confidently strode towards them, her slender and powerful figure shining against

the light, radiating beauty and allure. Sonia's eyes darkened, her jealousy evident. She considered herself a beauty,

but in the presence of Emmeline, there was always a slight sense of inferiority.

"Emma," Abel stepped forward to take her helmet, "you did great."

"It was just a little fun," Emmeline smiled.

"Emma, have some water," Benjamin unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to her with courtesy.

Emmeline took a sip of the mineral water and smiled at Sonia. "Just some petty tricks, nothing impressive!"

"Ms. Louise, you're amazing," Sonia smirked, a faint smile playing on her lips. "You've shaken my confidence."

"Ms. Steiner, you flatter me," Emmeline pursed her lips. "It's been a while since I last rode, so I've become a bit

rusty."

Sonia sneered inwardly. Rusty? No, your skills are just average at best!

Look at your turns and maneuvers, they were nothing special. And your confidence and technique, at most, only

reached eighty percent!

"Have you thought about the wager, Ms. Steiner?"

Emmeline handed the mineral water bottle back to Benjamin but kept her eyes fixed on Sonia.

In her lustrous peachy eyes, there was a touch of icy coldness.

Abel pulled out a tissue and reached out to wipe the corner of her lips.

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These two men stood in front of Emmeline, appearing like mere lackeys.

Yet Emmeline treated them as if they were invisible, completely disregarding their presence.

This made Sonia and Ysabel feel a mix of envy and jealousy, a sour taste filling their hearts.

"As for the wager..." Sonia honestly hadn't thought it through.

She couldn't use Abel as a stake since she had no idea what she could do if she won.

"Sonia," Ysabel said, "you promised me that you would help the Hemmings Group."

Sonia nodded, her gaze fixed on Emmeline. "If I win, you'll persuade Ryker Group and Adelmar to leave Hemmings

Group alone and resume cooperation."

"That's not a problem," Emmeline agreed readily. "But what if you lose?"

"I won't lose," Sonia sneered, her eyes filled with arrogance and confidence.

"You're so sure of yourself?" Emmeline sneered coldly, a twitch at the corner of her eye. "Remember, saying too

much will come back to bite you."

"The one who'll be bitten is you. I said I wouldn't lose!"

Sonia tilted her head arrogantly, her tone filled with venom. "Two days from now, you'll see!"

"Very well!" Emmeline's gaze grew sharper, her expression icy. "If you lose, don't let me see you in Struyria!"