Pursuing Her

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.

seen Sophie race before, but

period,” said Ysabelle as she understood the

she has to go for a race. I can imagine how uncomfortable she’s

sped off,

not help but glance at Tristan, amazed by his patience.

you really not worried, Uncle Tristan?”

knows what she’s doing.” Tristan had always believed in Sophie. In fact, he would always support her in whatever she wanted

“Oh.”

to say next, Ysabelle quietly moved to the side.

increasing the speed of her car

car, which

other hand, was using this race car for the first time. It would take some

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

point to

spun the steering wheel swiftly with

other participants behind her were

could possibly pull that off. That was when they realized how much they differed

catching up through her rearview mirror, her

wouldn’t have been so 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

for Sophie’s car to take over

so capable, I’ll let her take the lead.

not catching up with her. Is

latter was a ridiculously despicable person, and

poured gasoline on a spot about one

up on the smell from afar, and she quickly

past the track without initiating the traction control system, the consequences would be

thought, Sophie turned on the