‘Is this Tracey’s first love?’ Mable turned to look at Tracey and roasted her, “You had… terrible taste!” “I know, right?!” Naomi filled Ben in on what had happened earlier. Hence, he looked at Mable, whose right hand was bandaged, in disbelief. “She wants to race you?” Tracey tugged at Mable’s hand and advised her, “Mabes, it’s better not to compete with her.” “Don’t worry.” Mable patted her shoulder. “I’ll avenge the humiliation you suffered last year!” “You’re overestimating yourself!” Naomi snorted coldly and looked at Mable and Tracey with mischief. “So, how do you want to do this? What are the stakes?” “Isn’t racing your forte? Let’s compete in racing, then. As for the stakes—” Before Mable could finish, Naomi said, “If you lose, you’ll have to striptease on the stage for an hour and take off everything at the end!” There was a loud uproar from the surroundings after she said that. “Fuck! That’s intense!” “Nomes is doing us a favor!” “Fuck! I’ll strip
The race on the track was about to start! With a “bang” by the signal gun, all the cars on the track sped off in unison. The audience on both sides of the track was shouting. There were nine corners on the track, with the difficulty increasing after every turn. In particular, the last three corners were uphill or downhill, and they were narrow and dangerous. In every race, at least 80% of the cars were lost there. The first corner was filled with cars. Mable held the steering wheel with one hand and drove slowly. Naomi had entered the third corner when Mable had exited the first. Tracey stood on the bleachers, praying for Blair to arrive soon while hoping Naomi would face defeat today. “Does she know how to race?” Howard frowned slightly as he looked at Mable’s car on the track. Tracey was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying. “I don’t know…” Howard commented, “It looks like she’s going to lose.” When he saw Mable being so confident, he thought she knew
While Mable and Howard were talking, Naomi reached the finish line. However, she did not get out of the car. Instead, she gripped the steering wheel hard and looked at Mable in disbelief. ‘She defeated me. ‘How is that possible? ‘I’m a professional racer, and I’ve raced on this track hundreds of times. How could I lose to her?’ Tracey walked to the side of the car and tapped on the window. “Naomi, be ready to accept your loss. When are you going to come out and dance?!” ‘Dance?’ Only then did Naomi remember the bet she had made. If she lost, she would have to striptease on the stage, slap herself 200 times, and call Tracey Daddy. ‘No! ‘Never!’ Naomi got down from the car and took off her helmet. She pointed at Mable and shouted, “There’s no way I lost. You must’ve cheated!” “Naomi!” Ben ran forward to pull away the emotional Naomi. Mable looked at her askance. “Where’s the proof?” Tracey put her hands on her waist and retorted without hesitation. “Blaming othe
Blair glanced indifferently at Naomi. “Since the bet was made before the match, do it now!” Naomi turned pale with fear. ‘Doing a striptease on the stage and slapping myself 200 times? How can I live after it?’“No… I don’t want to. Ben…” Naomi grabbed Ben and begged for help. Ben looked at Blair and bowed stiffly. “Master Blair, Naomi only acted in a moment of anger—” Blair sneered. “Who the hell are you? Is there a place for you to speak here?” Ben choked and did not dare to speak anymore. Blair was not someone he could offend. “Trace…” Ben looked to Tracey for help, hoping she could help say something for them. Tracey rolled her eyes. “Don’t call me that—it’s disgusting!” Ben was helpless. Judging from the situation, they were determined to make Naomi fulfill the bet. He looked at the woman hiding behind him. “Naomi…” “No… I don’t want to do a striptease on stage.” Naomi shook off Ben’s hand and turned to escape. Nevertheless, Blair raised his hand, and Amos
“Then be obedient,” Blair said. Mable gritted her teeth hard, wanting to bite him to death! Blair wrapped his hands around her waist and softened his tone. “Howard isn’t a good person. Stay away from him!” Mable rolled her eyes at him. “I don’t think you’re a good person either!” The hands on her waist suddenly tightened. Caught off guard, she was pressed against Blair’s chest. Blair stared at her. “It’s true. I’m not a good person, but I won’t hurt you, Mabes.” Mable was stunned and moved. Afraid he would see through her mind, she quickly avoided his eyes and looked out the window. “Give me your hand!” Blair said. Mable hesitated before she stretched out her left hand. “What…?” Before she could finish, a cake box was placed in her hand. ‘This is…’ Blair said, “They launched a new mousse cake today. It was on the way, so I bought it.” The driver was taken aback by his words.‘On the way? ‘How is an hour detour on the way?’ Mable looked at the cake in her
The morning sun was blazing. In the open space outside the villa, two rows of dazzling supercars were lined up. They were in all kinds of colors. There were the McLaren P1 LM, LykanHypersport, Lamborghini Veneno Roadster, Koenigsegg One: 1, and so on. Mable was stunned when she saw the supercars. She pointed at them and asked, “...Who’s the extravagant show-off?!” Tracey smiled excitedly. “Who else? My brother, of course!” Mable was speechless.All of the cars were global limited editions. Each cost at least a million dollars, and they were not something one could just buy with money. For instance, even Rahman, who loved cars as much as he did his life, had been thinking of getting the LykanHypersport for a year. However, he could not get his hands on it. “Why did he buy so many cars?” Mable asked. Blair was rich, but buying so many supercars in one go must have cost a fortune. Tracey looked enviously at Mable. “For you, of course.” Mable was confused by her word
According to the laws of Dorland, kidnapping and murder were punishable by the death penalty. Amos left after reporting the matter. Blair did not go to work as it was the weekend. Mable wanted to avoid seeing him at home, so she went to the hospital after breakfast. Jacob’s condition had stabilized. He could start rehab after another week of observation. When Mable went to the ward to see him, Hannah happened to be there too. As the two quarreled, the atmosphere in the ward was slightly awkward. “Dr. Jefferson, you’re here.” Compared to last time, Hannah’s attitude toward Mable was much better. Mable nodded and asked Jacob, “How do you feel today?” “Not bad.” Mable gave him a checkup and talked to him about some things he would be doing during rehab at a later stage. In the end, she added, “Before you go through rehab, it’s best to massage your legs for an hour or two every day. There’s a physio center in Richworth with skilled practitioners. You can book an appoi
As soon as Mable heard Blair’s words, she knew he had followed her. Otherwise, how would he know she was currently eating with Howard? Mable gripped her phone tightly and turned red with anger. ‘That scumbag actually followed me!’ “What’s the matter?” Howard asked her. Mable hung up the phone. “Nothing.” Why did she have to go out just because Blair asked her to? She refused to do it! Mable ordered a few more dishes and decided to have a good meal. Soon, their food was served. Howard suddenly asked, “Ms. Jefferson, are you still living with Master Blair?” “Can you not mention him?” Even the mention of Blair’s name made her furious. Howard nodded with a faint smile and poured some water for her. Mable ate leisurely and asked, “Howard, I injured your brother’s hand. Aren’t you going to avenge him?” She was rather surprised when Howard lent her his car at the race track yesterday. She had broken one of Henry’s fingers. Instead of taking revenge on her, Howard