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“See that guy? He’s the rookie king of Ernest’s club, Crow!” Declan said, instinctively taking a couple of steps back to keep a distance from him.
That man was merely standing there, but obviously, he was a real badass. The aura around him was downright intimidating.
Declan didn’t dare get any closer, but he still kept up the act in front of Sophie. “That rookie king won’t go easy on you just because you’re a woman,” he said.
“So what?” Sophie pursed her lips and scoffed, her gaze full of disdain. “With your cowardice, you’re going to fight for me? You’d probably wet your pants before even getting on the track!”
Declan choked, and his face flushed red. ‘What’s the matter with Sophie? Why did her attitude suddenly change so drastically? Could it be that… he thought.
Declan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Sienna. ‘Earlier, other than me, there was only Cora by Sophie’s side. When did Sienna come into the picture?
‘These two bootlickers actually teamed up now! Sienna must have corrupted Sophie. Ernest dumped her, and now she wants to drag Sophie down with her. I must find a way to keep Sophie away from that bitch!’ Declan thought, feeling annoyed.
“Miss Brown,” Ernest said, standing next to Crow with a smirk, his long fingers idly twirling the keycard of Shadow. “Out of respect for Mr. Brown, I’ll give you a piece of advice — admit defeat, hand over Ghost, and tell me where Skye is. Otherwise…”
He then chuckled as he said, “Don’t even think about counting on Alvin. If he goes up against Crow, he definitely doesn’t stand a chance.”
In the first warm-up race, Alvin could win purely because the participants were just a bunch of rich kids motorcycle enthusiasts, not professionals.
As for Ernest, the only reason he lost to Alvin was that, at the very beginning, his wrist had been injured by that woman wearing the silver-black helmet the one suspected to be Sienna.
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But Crow was a professional racer who competed in international events a dark horse that Ernest had made a great deal of effort to recruit for his club. Since the day Crow joined his team, he had never lost a single race.
Alvin, an amateur, going up against someone like Crow bound to lose, no question about it!’ Ernest thought.
a professional known as the “rookie king”
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Besides, given Crow’s reputation, if Alvin valued his life, no way he would dare take that challenge. And of course, not to mention Crow “using dirty tricks,” which was considered a foul in official competitions. The keyword here was “dirty” — without evidence, it was not a foul.
Ernest looked at Ghost as if he had already owned it and said, “Perhaps you can try asking your brother for help — see if he can find someone within half an hour… ‘someone capable of going up against Crow.”
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The Light the Lamp Challenge had begun, both parties had thirty minutes to prepare. Crow had been dominating Orlathis City’s racing scenes the past two days, crushing everyone who challenged him.
Even if Mason personally pulls some strings, there’s no way he can find any top racer within half an hour, Ernest thought.
“No need,” Sienna replied calmly, and her gaze met that of Crow, the man standing beside Ernest.
From the moment he appeared, those venomous eyes lurking beneath the brim of his hat had been fixed on her, calculating and full of malice. That gaze, almost solid in its intensity, was like something sticky clinging to her body.
When she looked over, Crow raised his hand and flexed his wrist. A sharp crack came from his joints, his aura cold, ruthless, and filled with violent intent.
Sienna’s exquisitely cold face showed not a flicker of emotion. Her voice, cold and clear, cut through the air when she said, “I’ll compete for her.”
The words stunned everyone present. All eyes instantly turned toward Sienna, and they burst out laughing.
“Sienna…” Jessica couldn’t help but speak up, forgetting all about how Ernest had just broken her heart.
But just as she uttered that, Sienna shot her a cold glance from the side. Just that one glance had made Jessica’s throat tighten and sent a chill straight down her spine.
After a long pause, she swallowed hard, quietly inching closer to hide behind Ernest. Then, stiffening her neck, she continued, “Miss Cooper, you’re going to race? You’re going to ride a motorcycle? Do you think it’s an electric scooter?”
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You grew up in a rural area probably don’t even know what a motorcycle is. Yet you actually dream of riding Ghost and racing against a professional racer? You’re really overdoing it,’ Jessica scoffed inwardly.
Ernest narrowed his eyes and looked at Sienna. “You? Do you even have a motorcycle license?” he asked.
Thinking of that woman in the silver-and-black helmet, riding Ghost blazing through the crowd with overwhelming force, his gaze darkened.
‘If Sienna is that woman in the silver-and-black helmet, she indeed knows how to ride a motorcycle. But so what?
‘Knowing and mastering are two different things. Even if she could ride, there’s no way she’s skilled enough to replace Sophie and challenge Crow, Ernest thought.
“What? Does the Light the Lamp Challenge require one to show a motorcycle license before entering the race?” Seinna raised her delicate brows slightly as she glanced at Ernest with a faint, teasing smile.
Ernest replied, “No, it’s not a requirement…”
“Then what bullshit is that?” Sienna scoffed, raising her hand. Her delicate fingers gleamed under the harsh lights, so pale they almost seemed translucent.
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