Chapter 311

"Shall we race?" Damon challenged, lifting his chin up as he looked at Spencer.

Spencer smirked. "Are you sure about that?"

Damon only got into racing as a hobby. Spencer, on the other hand, was a certified professional racer. He had even won prizes before.

"Nonsense." Damon retorted as he got into his race car.

With a deafening roar from the engines, both their race cars shot forward like rockets.

Celeste was holding a cup of coffee which had already turned cold. She stood at a distance away from the tracks and watched them. For some reason, she felt worried.

"I told you Damon is mine." Leah sounded smug.

"Oh."

"Since you two are divorced, know your place and stay away from us. Don't come anywhere near him anymore."

"Oh."

"No matter how hard you try, Damon won't come back to you. He even gave me a gift yesterday!"

"Oh."

Leah was agitated by Celeste's indifferent response. She raised her voice. "Celeste York, did you really think you still have a shot with him?"