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Chapter 139

مؤلف: Lana Mora
last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-01-15 18:03:47

Jackson had his own little tricks. With such a grand entrance, it was easy for anyone to notice when Mr. Lee arrived. He could ask Uncle Will and Emma to inquire about where Mr. Lee went, and it wouldn’t be hard to find out which restaurant he was at.  

If that didn’t work, he would just go find the old lady!  

But before he could even make it inside, he saw Assistant Ken standing guard outside a copper drum hotpot restaurant. And the table by the window wa

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  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2259

    The roaring chants that had been boiling a moment ago cut off abruptly. Everyone clenched their fists, hearts rising into their throats. Media cameras locked onto the two cars locked in a brutal duel, shutters hammering wildly, afraid to miss even a single, hair-raising second.Carl stood in the designated safe viewing area, his gaze fixed on Amelia's car. His expression remained calm, as if he had long anticipated exactly this outcome.At the critical instant, Amelia's eyes turned abruptly cold, the aura around her sharpening into something even more lethal.She saw with perfect clarity the sunglasses driver's malicious ramming attempt, and her ears caught the urgent screech of tires grinding the track behind her. She hesitated for not even a fraction of a second.Her right hand held the steering wheel rock-steady while her left thumb stabbed the half-nitrous button, releasing only half the boost—enough to keep her speed while letting her change di

  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2258

    The spectators along both sides of the track had long since risen to their feet, craning their necks and gripping their cheer boards tightly. Shouts and screams, wrapped in the roar of engines, churned above the empty circuit. Media reporters held up long lenses and short rigs alike, their cameras locked on the starting line; shutter clicks fused into a continuous rattle, and flashing white bursts kept strobing, freezing this hair-trigger moment.Up in the starter's tower at the end of the track, the race official had already taken his position, a bright red signal flag in hand. His sharp gaze swept over every car on the grid. From the radio came reports from safety marshals at each sector that they were ready; every link in the chain was tight, waiting only for the command that would unleash the run.Amelia sat in the cockpit. The sealed space filtered out most of the outside clamor, but it could not keep out the savage vibration of the engine, feeding through the sea

  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2257

    "That's right! What gives you the right?" the crowd jeered in chorus, their eyes full of contempt and provocation. In their view, the woman before them was nothing but a delicate outsider, yet she dared to be so arrogant—pure wishful thinking.Hearing that, Amelia suddenly let out a low laugh.At first the laughter was light, carrying a careless, teasing mockery. Then it gradually swelled, her clear, chilly laugh echoing beside the empty track, bearing a heart-stopping pressure.She slowly lifted her head; the smile in her eyes faded, leaving only a bottomless, icy abyss.She took one slow step forward, and her presence flared fully open in an instant. Although she released no Spiritual Power, the nobility and killing intent born from the depths of her soul still made the self-proclaimed powerful racers before her feel an inexplicable chill in their hearts."What gives me the right?" Amelia repeated, her tone terrifyingly calm. Her gaze swept

  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2256

    The race car that had been flying steadily down the track suddenly lost control, and its speed dropped sharply.He gritted through the heart-rending pain and instinctively slammed the brakes while wrenching the wheel; relying on years of hardened racing skill, he forced the car that was about to spin out to a dead stop in the middle of the track, only a dozen-odd meters from the finish line.The car stopped abruptly. The tires screeched against the ground, smoke billowed up again, and the stadium that had been deafening a heartbeat ago fell into sudden, total silence.Everyone froze. Shouts and cheers cut off midstream. The spectators in the stands stared, dumbfounded; staff, officials, and the drivers who still had not crossed the line all stood stunned, eyes locked on the silver-and-black car stopped short of the finish, bafflement written across their faces.Ralph slumped back in his seat, drenched in cold sweat. His racing suit clung to him, and his f

  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2255

    Ralph was standing in the center of his private lounge area, doing his pre-race warm-up. He wore a close-fitting black racing suit; the tight cut perfectly outlined his tall, lean build—broad shoulders, narrow waist, clean and powerful lines. The muscle definition in his arms and calves was smooth, carrying the explosive strength and sense of power forged by years on the track. His jet-black short hair was simply tied back, a few loose strands falling over his forehead, slightly damp with sweat and stuck to his smooth skin, making his deep-set eyes, high bridge, and sharply defined lips stand out all the more.Unlike the unruly, flamboyant arrogance and contempt for everything he used to show on the circuit, Ralph's presence had undergone a dramatic change.That earlier storm—when someone had maliciously set him up and smeared him as a murderer—had been like a bone-tempering hell, dragging him from the clouds into the mire. He had tasted the world's s

  • Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers   Chapter 2254

    They asked no further questions, probed no deeper, only burying all their understanding, worry, and hope in their hearts, guarding the two younger ones who bore a heavy fate with the quietest kind of acceptance.The gates of the Cromwell manor slowly closed behind them, shutting out the gentle warmth of the sun in the courtyard and the hall full of sandalwood incense, and leaving—at least for the moment—the two elders' silent forbearance and concern behind.Carl lifted a hand to open the rear door, gently shielding Amelia's head as she got in; only after she was seated did he lean down to close the door softly for her, then he got into the car with practiced ease.The engine let out a low, steady purr as the black sedan slowly pulled away from the lane by the Cromwell manor, merged into the flow of traffic, and headed off into the distance.Inside the cabin, there was only silence—the faint rush of wind beyond the glass, the distant clam

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