The Cherished Wife

Chapter 144



Noelle felt Charles' gaze burning into her, and his eyes seemed to see right through everything. She looked at him shyly. "You don't want your reputation ruined by me, do you?"

Charles shook his head helplessly. This woman was clearly worried about losing, so she came up with this excuse. Just moments ago, she had been excited to race, and now, she was backing out.

"Hmm?"

Noelle blushed. "Alright, I admit it. I'm afraid I'll lose. Happy now?" She then urged him, "Hurry up!"

Charles nodded and walked over to the group. "What are the rules?"

One of the men in the group eyed Charles as if wanting to say something, but another interrupted him, "Our usual rules. We race to the mountaintop. Whoever gets there first wins. But hey, with your car... Do you want us to give you a head start?"

The man with the red hair and a wild attitude added boldly, "Or... if you beat any one of us, you win."

"Alright. It's a deal." Noelle quickly interjected. "You said it first. If we beat any one of your cars, we win!"

squinted at Noelle, who stuck out her tongue and stepped back. He smiled, amused

It seemed they were up against real racers. "Alright, let's

the Bentley's performance, it was no match for their race cars. If Charles could beat any of them, it would show he had great

checked his seatbelt, and looked

thought about how fast she had driven earlier and

"Sit tight."

watched

the car. The man who had been interrupted earlier

that..."

red-haired man was impatient. "Stay sharp

a flourish. He then snapped his fingers, and the convoy shot off like arrows from

speed caught Noelle