Changing Only For Her Novel

The twelve race cars disappeared from the crowd’s sight in a flash. It would generally take forty minutes to complete the track, so the first person would only return after forty minutes.

“Who do you think will win today? Does anyone want to take a bet?” someone suggested, finding it pointless to just wait there.

“I’m betting on my goddess. I’ll support her even if she loses.”

“Me, too! I’m betting on her as well.”

“As much as I love my goddess, I can’t bear to waste my money. I’m going to bet on Lily. After all, she was once a world champion.”

Racing was a sport that tested a driver’s skills; looks and brains did not contribute much.

“Bring it on! I’m betting ten thousand on my goddess,” said someone. He only wanted to support Sophie. “Come on, guys! Anyone else?”

The crowd’s comments ticked Ysabelle off. How could they say that? Sophie’s incredible, too!

“I’ll bet a million on Sophie,” declared Ysabelle proudly. She believed they had to appear confident, at the very least.

Lily’s subordinates could not help but scoff when they heard Ysabelle betting on Sophie to win.

“Two million on Lily.” They may hesitate if it was another type of competition, but they had nothing to fear when it came to racing.

Lily’s subordinates knew their leader was truly talented in racing. She would definitely beat Sophie.

“You-” Ysabelle was vexed by the group of women. To her, they were as annoying as their boss, Lily.

Fortunately, Felix tugged at Ysabelle’s arm before she could say anything. “That’s enough. It’s not worth getting mad at them. Just sit here and watch.”

“But I’m angry. They’re clearly bullying Sophie!” Ysabelle huffed. That was something she would never allow.

“Relax. There’s no telling who’s the one getting bullied yet,” said Felix. After all, Sophie was a capable person.

before, but they had to believe in

she’s having her period,” said Ysabelle as she understood the pain of going through menstruation.

go for a race. I

could manage. Sophie had already sped off, so it was

could not help but glance at Tristan, amazed by his patience. He never said

really not worried, Uncle

in Sophie. In fact, he would always support

“Oh.”

what to say next, Ysabelle quietly moved to the side. There

car

her own car, which

race car for the first time. It would take

to turn around at the huge curve on top of the mountain, which was not ideal

at that point to gain better

that sort. She spun the steering wheel swiftly with one hand while tapping

other participants behind her

that off. That was when they realized how much they differed in

catching up through her rearview mirror, her lips curled into a

annoyed if Sophie was just an attractive woman. What irked her was that the latter always did better. From Lily’s point of view, Sophie always turned

Sophie’s car to take over Lily’s.

lead. I’ve already prepared everything; death will be awaiting

forehead when she realized Lily was not catching up with

was a ridiculously despicable person, and it was hard to tell if she

poured gasoline on

the smell from afar, and she

drove past the track without initiating the traction control system,