Fake Heiress Real Trouble (Sienna) novel Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

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Who’s sulking now? Who’s trying to act tough? Sophie puffed up her cheeks. “Seriously, if your mouth’s so bored, go scrub a toilet with it instead of blabbing at me!”

Why do you care if I know how to ride or not? This motorcycle was a gift from Sienna. It’s my baby! No way I’m using it as a bet, and I don’t want to race against you at all!”

After yelling, Sophie turned to Sienna, still pouting in frustration. “Sienna, let’s just ignore them. They’re such a buzzkill! I’m done–let’s go home!”

She was really excited to come here today because Sienna showed up at the hospital just to see her and helped her get out of the hospital earlier.

And Sienna gave her the one gift she’d been dreaming about forever.

Sienna took her to the speedway she’d fantasized about for over ten years but was always too scared to enter, and now, she finally got to feel the electrifying thrill of racing up close and personal.

These were things she could never even imagine for herself before.

And now, because of Sienna, her wildest wishes had actually come true.

She was happier than she’d ever been.

She refused to let anyone rain on her parade, or crash the special time she got to spend with Sienna.

Sienna could instantly sense what Sophie was thinking–like she had a sixth sense for her moods.

She just gave a quiet “mm” in response.

Without a second thought, she hooked her foot beneath Declan, whose face was still mashed against the ground, and launched him with a sharp, merciless kick.

Declan spun away, whirling wildly through the air.

He landed at the perfect spot–right at Ernest and his crew’s feet.

‘Declan!” Cora cried out, dashing over to help him back onto his feet.

She scrambled to his side and pulled him up as fast as she could.

He looked absolutely wrecked–like he’d just been through a war.

Ernest’s gaze, shadowed with something unspoken, flickered between Sienna and Ghost.

He stared at Sienna’s aloof, sharp–edged features.

Without meaning to, he pictured that woman he’d seen earlier, rocking that silver–black helmet, looking fierce atop Ghost.

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And now, looking at Sienna, he realized that they were one and the same.

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Ernest’s eyes widened just a bit, and he found himself pressing his tongue to the roof of his mouth by reflex.

Compared to the stiff girl who was always tagging along behind him before, she actually seemed full of life

now.

She was way more eye–catching than before.

If she’d been like this all along, maybe he wouldn’t have swapped her out for someone else so fast.

“Sienna, let’s just bail!” Sophie couldn’t be bothered to get off. She just scooted over, swapping spots with Sienna right there on the bike.

She swung the motorcycle around, determined to whisk Sienna away from all this drama.

The moment the motorcycle budged, Ernest strode up with those long legs of his, planting himself squarely in front, right in their way.

He tipped up his cold, chiseled jaw, a smirk playing at his lips. “Well, what do you know–Ghost, huh? I’m pretty interested in it myself.”

Sophie tightened her grip on the handlebars, her expression shifting as she frowned hard at him.

Ernest’s eyes never wavered from Sienna. “By the rules here at Phantom Bay, everyone who shows up is supposed to be into racing. If you want, you can issue a challenge anytime… If you bail now, it counts as a surrender. Leave Ghost here, and you two can take off.”

Sophie’s eyes popped wide, full of outrage. “What kind of crooked rule is that? This is my motorcycle. If I say I’m not racing, that’s final! What, planning to strong–arm me now?”

“Sophie, you don’t really get the racing scene, so you wouldn’t know how things roll at Phantom Bay Speedway,” Cora said, helping Declan up with a look that practically screamed ‘can’t wait to watch the drama, playing at being helpful. “There’s a rule here called the ‘Light the Lamp Challenge!

“Once you get hit with a Light the Lamp Challenge, you don’t have the right to say no.

“Anyone who steps into Phantom Bay is down by default to play by the rules–even Mr. Fuller has to follow

them.”

She was straight–up pointing out, even if Alvin showed up, they’d still be stuck–no one could bail them out.

Sophie’s eyes went wide, her cheeks flushing with anger.

‘What kind of crazy rule is this?‘ she groused to herself.

‘So just setting foot in Phantom Bay means people can challenge you whenever they feel like it? If I’d known this was how things work, I never would’ve come here with Sienna riding Ghost!‘

“Miss Brown,” Ernest said as he slowly flexed his wrist, his gaze cold and razor–sharp. “It’s simple. I want Ghost. So, you’ve only got two options.

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“First, play a round with me–show me what you’ve got.

“Second, hand over Ghost and walk off. Your call.”

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Sophie was furious. “You’re nothing but thieves! I’m not choosing anything, so you better get out of my way!”

As she spoke, she revved the engine hard, looking ready to mow Ernest down right then and there.

Just then, a hand landed gently on Sophie’s shoulder.

Sienna stepped forward, her long, graceful legs moving with quiet authority as she placed herself firmly between Sophie and the crowd.

Her eyes were cool and indifferent, lips curving into a sharp, icy smirk. “Play with us? You really think you’ve got what it takes?”

“Oh? So what makes you think we’re not worthy?” Ernest’s cold, dark eyes pinned Sienna, something in his gaze he’d never shown before. “Sienna, just because Mr. Fuller paid attention to you for a few days, have you really forgotten who you are?”

‘Really now? She’s just a small–town girl with zero connections–like she actually has the right to question me?‘ Ernest sneered inwardly.

“And anyway…” Ernest scoffed, eyeing Sienna up and down in clear disdain. “Mr. Fuller doesn’t exactly look like he gives a damn about you.”

He checked out what Sienna’s got on.

It was still the same–ordinary, bargain–bin stuff, nothing special.

“Whether Mr. Fuller cares about me or not, that’s none of your concern,” Sienna shot back coldly.

“Since you’re all so versed in the Light the Lamp rules, I’m sure you know the challenge conditions too,” she added, her tone laced with mockery.

Sienna cast Ernest a chilly sideways glance. “If you want to light the lamp, then by the rules, your ride has to be within 10% of Ghost’s specs.”

In other words, if Ernest wanted to challenge them, his car could only be slightly outperformed by Ghost in every single aspect.

And going by current market prices, a car like that would run him at least 30 million dollars.

Otherwise, imagine riding a clunky, beat–up bike worth just a few thousand, daring to challenge someone on

a multi–million dollar racing machine. Win, and he could get to take the motorcycle.

Even though the Light the Lamp Challenge came with strict limits and all sorts of extra conditions, things could still spiral out of control.

Ernest’s eyes darkened, narrowing into a cold, calculating stare,

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