As a racer, Sven frequently participated in rally races. Rally races were races that were not recognized by any official parties, but they were slightly higher in class than the money bet on underground racing. They acted as selection races where only the winners qualified to join legitimate races, and those who lost would not qualify.Although official races were open-registration events, the insider terms were actually…Basically, race teams only qualified for official races after winning rally races. As for small-time race teams who had no money or sponsors and wanted to win a race based on their skill, they could forget about it. It would only remain a fantasy without a decent car!It was due to these factors that the race teams one would see in official races were always a handful of familiar ones.A lot of people cheered when Sven appeared. After all, he was a true ace skill-wise and he was much stronger than those who won by throwing in money.When Javier appeared after S
It was not just John. Sven, who was in the exclusive car, felt like he was going crazy. The moment he stepped on the accelerator after switching to sports mode, he felt like he was floating.It was not an exaggeration. If the seatbelt had not been there to tie him down on the car seat, he really felt like he would have floated away.It was very aggressive. The car was as fast as a flash of lightning. His eyes could not even keep up, so he dared not glance at things on the side. He would get dizzy if he did.Before he snapped out of this daze, the car had reached the finish line. When he turned back to look at John’s Veryon, he was actually 600-700 meters away…“Is this still a f*cking car? Did they modify an aircraft engine and put it in this car? Its power is lethal!”Sven was a professional racer, yet his legs began buckling when he got out of the car. He dared not imagine the potential of this car. That burst of speed made a shudder run through him as he recalled it.Yes, a sh
Aside from Chinea’s Heisenberg Group, other Chinean car brands within the country had also gotten introduced into the market. Thus, while the country’s automobile industry was working together, they decided in unison to launch their products overseas instead of fighting with one another in their own country’s market. Their overseas market swiftly opened up thanks to their reputation of having good-quality cars. However, many of the foreign netizens expressed their anger about Chinea’s cars being about three times more expensive than their own local cars, which had similar specifications. In fact, they were beginning to cost as much as a Mercedes G63, something that had been absolutely impossible to imagine in the past. This was especially true for the Chinean cars that had recently entered their country. Foreign netizens all thought that Chinea was going on a “suicide” campaign and ruining the entire market’s economy. There were many automobile-related social platforms that p
Zephiel was feeling very happy, which was why he decided to have Sara stay on the island to have fun for a while. Initially, Sara was not very happy about this, as she could not bear to leave her mother. However, when she saw the scenery on the island and the large variety of things she could play with, especially given the fact that Mei was rather busy and did not have much time to accompany her, Sara agreed to it. However, she still proposed a condition, looking at Zephiel with a very serious expression…“I’ll agree to stay if you allow me to have a video call with Mommy every day.”Zephiel started laughing out loud. It had been a very long time since anyone had dared to speak about terms with him, yet the little girl actually did such a thing on that very day. However, Zephiel agreed to this condition of Sara’s. On the other hand, Mei was willing to let Sara stay there for the time being. After all, she had just taken over the Hachisons, so she was going to be too busy t
This time, Javier was not in a rush to leave. Instead, he decided to stay for a few days. Although the old fox had not clarified his intentions, Javier still knew what he was thinking. William and Arthur were now at odds against one another, and it was no use trying to suppress them both. As such, the old fox was feeling unhappy about this. He was hoping that Javier would be able to accompany him for a few days, which would bring him some form of comfort, however little. However, what Javier had not expected was that his extended stay would end up causing both Arthur and William to come at him. Javier was playing around with Sara at home that day when Arthur suddenly arrived.After cheerfully greeting Javier, he expressed his intentions for visiting that day.He hoped that Javier would be able to help him suppress William.In the end, Arthur even said, “I’m already very old and without an heir, so there’s just no way I’ll covet the family leader’s position at this point. I
After staying on the island for ten days, it was time for Javier to leave.After all, the winner of the Best Car Award was going to be announced soon. Meanwhile, Mei needed to return to the Hachisons to deal with her family matters. Sara was left behind on the island. She still had a heavy heart when she was about to part with her mother.However, when she heard that Zephiel was about to go out to sea for fishing, Sara immediately threw that emotion of hers right behind her head. Over the past ten days, Sara and Zephiel’s relationship had improved dramatically, and the little girl especially loved her Great Grandpa. A child’s love did not have any sort of benefits involved, and Sara did not especially love Zephiel because he was the family leader of the Kerseys.Instead, hers was genuine and without any ulterior motives.Because of this, Zephiel especially loved the little girl as well, taking her out to play to her heart’s content every day with various entertainments, leavi
A particular student went to work for a particular cell phone company after he graduated. Since he had only just entered society, he could not return home rich and famous. Of course, his parents did not care about such a thing, but when his relatives and close friends asked which company he was working in, he could only look at the iPhones they were waving around in their hands as he gave his honest answer.“I’m working as an intern in Holley.”His relatives pressed on and asked, “Is that a foreign company? Is it big? Is it publicly listed?”The graduate honestly replied, “It’s a technology company within our country. It’s a rather large-scale company, but it’s not publicly listed.”After that, the graduate was met with scorns and criticism by his relatives and close friends, even showing off their iPhones as they did so…After Javier told them this story, he took a drink and continued. “This may be a story, but it’s rather obvious to see that the consensus within the public’s min
A young boy who looked about seven years old was getting beaten up. He was scraggy, and his clothes were filthy.It was obvious that he was a poor beggar.On the other hand, the assailant who was beating up the child beggar dressed extravagantly. She was wearing the latest season of Chanel and had an exquisite agate necklace on her neck. Even the shoe she was holding as she hit the child beggar was the latest style from Louis Vuitton.Javier had happened to see it on the cover of a magazine two days ago. Those shoes seemed to cost over 1,200 dollars.Wasn’t it too much to hit a child beggar who probably did not even have 5 dollars on him with shoes that cost 600 dollars each?At that moment, Jade stepped forward to push the rich woman away. She shielded the child, who was covering his head while shivering. She did not care about the dirt on the child beggar's body at all. She then yelled angrily, "Why are you hitting a child!?"The rich woman's name was Maddison, and she was also
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed