Chapter 123
Wayne owns a racing club called Leading Person, which he established in his youthful, reckless days of car racing Over the years, the club has participated in international competitions and has won numerous awards.
The headquarters is in Mantriland, and the branch in Denisville is located in the northern suburbs, covering an area of over seventy thousand
quare meters.
In the small conference room, Silas lightly tapped on his computer, projecting the racetrack onto the table using 3D projection technology for
Lenore to see.
Lenore was all too familiar with this track, having glanced at it a few times before retracting her gaze. She said. “Take me to see your cars”
At the club, there were quite a few people at the moment, with some even participating in an internal friendly race.
After touring the underground garage with Silas, Lenore pressed her tongue against her cheek and said, “Your car parts are excellent, but most are designed for acceleration and won’t make it on that track in Mantriland.
Steep slopes, slippery roads, and cliffs, these are the characteristics of that racetrack. It’s called the death track for a reason, proving how dangerous
On that road, it’s not about who finishes first, but who can be the first to reach the finish line alive. It’s not just about speed, but stability as well.
“Great” At that moment, a white race car sprinted to the finish line, earning a round of applause from the crowd.
The car door opened, and the driver stepped out, removing their helmet and shaking back their sleek hair, revealing a very pretty face.
She immediately noticed them, her eyes brightening as she waved. She said, “Mr. Garcia, Mr. Faulkner. This drew the attention of everyone present. Silas showed no reaction.
Wayne nodded to them from a distance and introduced to Lenore, “She’s Gillian, twenty–four years old, the only female racer in the club at the moment, but she’s very talented, even winning a silver award in an international competition last year
Gillian was walking towards them, holding her helmet, dressed in a white racing suit, looking both heroic and smiling brightly.
Wayne seemed to remember something and whispered to Lenore, “She has a crush on Slay”
Lenore raised an eyebrow and said, “Is that so!”
“Mr. Faulkner, Mr. Garcia Gillian had approached, not showing the usual respect and fear others had in front of Silas. Instead, she greeted them cheerfully. “What brings you two here today?”
Wayne gestured towards Lenore with his chin and said, “We’ve hired a friend to help modify our car.
Cillian seemed to notice Lenore for the first time, her gaze sweeping over her. The girl was tall, with delicate features that matched the man beside her. She exuded a strong aura, bath cool and striking. But she didn’t look very old,
A flicker appeared in Gillian’s eyes, and she smiled, “This little sister doesn’t seem to be of age yet, and she modifies cars? Mr. Garcia, are you joking,
Wayne touched his earring, his flirtatious eyes playful. He said, “You shouldn’t underestimate her. She’s not only good at modifying cars but also at racing.”
Gillian laughed. “I would never underestimate friends of Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Garcia, but this little sister really doesn’t seem like she can modify can. Mr. Faulkner, you can’t be serious about Mr. Garcia’s joke, can you?”
She looked at Silas, her eyes filled with suppressed passion
Silas was surrounded by indifference, his voice cold as he said, “I’ve hired her to modify the car.” Cillian’s smile froze
Silas glanced at Lenure, his eyes softening significantly. He said, “We’re not in a hurry, shall we call it a day and head back?” They stood together, a perfect match. It wasn’t common knowledge that Silay would be seen with a w
A woman
Gillian thought, “This must be the first time! Gillian looked at Lenore’s face, a dark light flashing in her eyes.
lucky to meet one
Before Lenore could speak, Gillian smiled and said, “Speaking of which, I’ve never raced against a female driver. Since we’re lucky to today, little girl, how about a race with me?”
Afraid that Lenore might refuse, she, patting her chest, added, “Don’t worry, it’s just a friendly competition, I won’t take advantage of you.”
Wayne thought. Tsk. Gillian is clearly treating the little beauty as a romantic rival, blatantly provoking her!”
Wayne’s eyes flickered with teasing, his flirtatious eyes full of mischief. He said, “Gillian, you’re going to lose badly if you race her.” He seemed confident that she would lose.
Gillian thought. “This girl doesn’t look like she can race at all, while I won a silver award in international competitions.
Gillian suppressed the dark light in her eyes and maintained a bright smile. She said. “We haven’t even raced yet. It’s not certain who will win or love. Mr. Garcia, you shouldn’t speak too soon.”
She looked at the silent Lenore, her smile not reaching her eyes, full of provocation. She asked, “Little girl, you won’t refuse my request, will you?”
