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.

have seen Sophie race before, but they had to believe

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

yet she has to go for

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

but glance at Tristan, amazed by his

not worried,

she’s doing.” Tristan had always believed in Sophie. In fact, he would always

“Oh.”

knowing what to say next, Ysabelle quietly moved to the side. There was nothing else she could

the speed of her car

Lily was using her own car, which meant

for the first time.

at the huge curve on top of the mountain, which was not ideal for race cars to

point to gain better

did nothing of that sort. She spun the steering wheel swiftly with

other participants behind her were astounded.

them, for they did not think one could possibly pull that

through her rearview mirror, her lips curled into a wicked smile.

What irked her was that the latter always did better. From Lily’s point

Sophie’s car to take over

lead. I’ve already prepared everything; death

frown marred Sophie’s forehead when she realized Lily was not catching up with her. Is Lily up to something again?

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

poured gasoline on a spot about one kilometer

afar, and she

the situation drove past the track without initiating the traction control system,

thought, Sophie turned on the walkie-talkie.