The Quadruplets Are Mine?

She remained silent, only revealing a light smile. But her presence alone already spoke volumes!

Sonia wore a brownish-red motorcycle suit, her luscious hair and lips further accentuating her allure.

"Let's announce the stakes for the race, shall we?" Sonia spoke first.

"You go first!" Emmeline narrowed her eyes. "We’re all listening!"

Sonia glanced at Abel and said aloud, "If you lose, you will have the Ryker Group and Adelmar Group cooperate with the Hemmings Group again!"

"What if you lose?" Emmeline laughed sarcastically, her beautiful eyes emitting a frosty glint.

"State your terms," Sonia said haughtily.

"I have already said it before," Emmeline said word by word, "If you lose, don't let me see you in Struyria! Ever! Again!"

After a pause, Sonia snorted coldly, "Do you really think you own the entire Struyria?"

"This is the stake of our gamble!" Emmeline's eyes glinted, "If you can’t handle it, then you’re more than welcome to walk away right now!"

"Says you," Sonia sneered, "Besides, I wouldn’t be so sure of victory just yet!"

"Then let's sign and seal it!" Emmeline said coldly, "Once it’s official, there’s no turning back!"

"Of course I'll sign it. I'm not afraid of you!" Sonia scoffed.

The race staff nearby recorded the terms discussed between the two.

Emmeline and Sonia each signed their names on the document.

"Let's get to it then!" Emmeline rubbed her fist against her nose, "May the best racer win!”

"May the best racer win!" Sonia also said coldly before turning back and walking towards her own area.

Sam handed the helmet to Emmeline, her eyes glistening as she said, "You can do it, Ms. Emmeline! I know better than anyone what you’re capable of!"

"Today, I’ll show that sheltered girl what I'm capable of!" Emmeline took the helmet, "Just because I took it easy on her, she thinks I’m a pushover!"

"Emma," Waylon patted her head, "Be careful. Whether you win or lose doesn’t matter. Try not to get too fixated on it."

"Okay," Emmeline smiled at him, "Just relax, Waylon!"

Abel approached her, putting his arm around her shoulder and whispering in her ear, "Let's go home after the race. I'll make sure to give you a big reward, my dear..."

A blush appeared on Emmeline's cheeks as she pushed him away, pretending to be annoyed, "Dude, you need to pick a time and place."

"I was going to say that I would reward you with a sports car," Abel looked disappointed, "What did you think I mean?"

A hint of bitterness appeared on Emmeline's face as she murmured like a mosquito, "I thought you just wanted to have sex!"

"Well we could do that too," Abel whispered with a smirk, "If that’s what YOU want!"

Emmeline was completely flustered by his teasing words. She didn’t know what to say.

Abel touched her hair gently, "Go for it, babe!"

Emmeline looked at Abel.

He had a charming smile, a smile that was reserved only for her.

Emmeline couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart.

How could she lose when she had such a handsome man by her side?

She didn’t want any sheltered girls or homewreckers anywhere near her man.

Hence, she needed to win and make sure that sheltered girl, Sonia, was as far away from Abel as possible!

"Let's cheer Ms. Emmeline on and wish for her victory!"