The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 301

Vivienne didn’t panic. She was right on Hurricane’s tail as she beautifully drifted around the first bend.

Interesting number twelve can keep up with Hurricane She seems like she’s a pro

The number of people taking notice of Vivienne’s skills began to increase Murmurs about number twelve began circulating among the crowd

Kala, standing from a vantage point, watched as Vivienne leaped ahead and surpassed Hurricane in just a few swift movements. She couldn’t help but feel a knot in her

stomach

Everyone bare in their minds Humcane’s aggressive pursuit of Carl earlier it was clear as day that his intentions were far from honorable Against him, Vivienne’s chance of victory seemed slim

Just as Kala’s concerns peaked, Hurricane repeated his ruthless tactics

But Vivienne, remaining unfazed skillfully dodged his aggressive attacks and continued charging forward

“Heavens‘ She evaded Hurricane’s attack! How is that even possible? It was such a narrow space, how did she manage that?

“That’s insane! I’ve only seen such skills at the International Grand Prix You need at least five to eight years of experience to reach that level!”

in surprise, Vivienne accelerated ahead, tearing herself away

His car engine roared trying to maintain the pace while incessantly gnawing at her like a snake that had

of its prey

last bend, he made a desperate attempt to overtake but was blocked

“You

curse at her could leave his lips, he lost control and

of his windshield, fracturing two ribs

“Ah! My legs

wide, but Vivienne paid them no mind as

disbelief and threw her arms around her in a tight

her helmet, as she walked over to Hurricane

even trembled nervously under her

the silence

She beat

this possible”

race! It was absolutely mind

identity, wondering if she was a national racer, as her skills convincingly surpassed even the most seasoned

combined greatness of immense talent and dedicated practice that the young woman

all, Vivienne was a child of the

You played dirty! Hurricane groaned in severe pain on the ground. He was barely able to form coherent sentences When was the last