Charles curled his lips upon seeing the unusual expression on Noelle's face. He gently patted her head. “That's good!”He cared about winning, but not in this context.Charles drove to the finish line with a sense of joy, and as expected, they lost the race. However, the red-haired man could not help but admire Charles when his car arrived. "Man, where do you race? You're pretty good."The red-haired man tossed Charles a cigarette, which he caught. However, he just played with it without answering. The man raised an eyebrow, impressed by Charles' demeanor. "Interested in joining our team?"Charles smiled. "I lost!""No, we lost!" The red-haired man, who could take a loss gracefully, understood Charles' skill. He was amazed. Having been in the racing world for so long, he had not expected to find someone who could drive like that.They were professional racers, calculating every detail and knowing their limits. However, seeing Charles' performance with just a luxury sedan was a fi
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