Sue alighted and smiled at the GTR driver. "You're just too young to understand certain things."

As she finished, she glanced pointedly at Frank-she really was in a bind, and they would have crashed if Frank did not intervene in time.

Still, she had included Frank in her calculations even before she pulled her stunt and was therefore not that worried.

"I see... I guess I lack vital experience!" The GTR driver nodded. "I'm sorry if I had been insulting before, Ms. Fisher. Can I buy you lunch as an apology?"

Sue glanced at the sun, which had not even risen above the mountains, and shook her head. "Sorry, but I just had breakfast. Not hungry!"

With that, the GTR driver had no choice but to leave. He could press his luck if he won, but his skill had proven lacking when he was beaten at the very last second.

It seemed that he would have to train more and beat Sue eventually!

and stopped at the gas station, sighing. "Sport cars are great at

in wry amusement. "If you knew that, why would you go for a

refuse to be made light of." Sue shrugged and was soon done filling

glass and steel modern structures that reached into the skies, while the other were tidy

no?" Sue smiled. "You can't leave Shagan, but you don't have to stick to a small

what he had planned, but there were also many loose ends that

settled, then they could

her Lamborghini outside a vast residence, with a sign that read: Fawkes

"This is it!"

old-fashioned mansion, where countless researchers in lab coats were working, an odd match for the

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