Rebirth: Fast Track Love

Although the reason was a little farfetched, it could be barely explained.

"According to our investigation, that bus seems to be heading for you and your mother."

"What? It's for us! " Wendy's eyes widened in disbelief.

Harold carefully observed every expression of Wendy and continued to ask, "Who have you been in conflict with recently?"

"conflict? No! " Wendy searched her memory. Sara was gentle and seldom had conflicts with others.

"No?"

"No! No one!" Wendy nodded and said.

Harold asked a few more questions. Wendy either couldn't answer them or didn't know.

The investigation immediately came to an impasse.

"Wendy, what's your father's phone number? He must be very anxious at home when such a thing happened to you! " Sane asked.

'Dad? Derek?' A trace of disgust flashed through Wendy's eyes. She shook her head and said, "I don't have a father. I have a single parent."

"Ah? I see! Sorry! " Sane and Harold exchanged a quick look and continued, "what are you going to do in such a situation?"

"I...I..." Wendy looked at Harold blankly. What should she do now? She didn't have a father, and her mother was seriously injured in the hospital. She didn't know how much it would cost for a day.

Oh! Money! She couldn't afford such a high medical fee at all. What should she do!

eyes and saw her kneeling on the ground. He reached out to help her in a hurry

my mother. I can't afford the medical expenses

that day, and now I also save

her previous life, right! Racing could make money! She could make

Sane excitedly and said, "Sane,

Sane's smiling eyes flashed a trace of scrutiny. Harold also sat on the sofa

"I, I can drive! I can learn racing! I heard that a professional racing driver can make a lot of money if he gets the first place in

looked at Wendy in surprise. Some time ago, he went abroad to watch a racing. In that race, a car lost control and rolled over

a weak girl want to go racing and choose such

what they had expected. They had thought that Wendy would pretend to be helpless and cry for sympathy by saying that she wanted to be a servant

racing driver. If she were a racing driver, she would live in a dormitory with the members of the club, but

was really the opponent's spy, she should choose to stay instead

again. The mother and daughter were

For a moment, Sane didn't know how to respond: "A, a racing driver? Why do

the first time. I think I should have some talent in driving..." Wendy said firmly, "I'm sixteen years old. I'm healthy. I can make money on my

keep an eye on the domestic clubs."

was

road of racing again. Is this her destiny?

have a headache?"

"No. I'm fine."

at such a sensible and obedient girl, Sane felt a sense of pity in his heart. "You'd better go back and have a good rest. These

Harold. Then she went back to her ward with a

disappearing in his sight, Sane frowned and

doubts. I don't think we should take them lightly." Harold said in a cold voice.

unexpected. Harold, help her choose a good club. " Sane exhorted. Whether Wendy was a spy or not,