Too Good for You: The Ex-Wife You Lost novel Chapter 70

But to Noelle, Hunter's schedule seemed to confirm what Hazel had speculated.

Noelle had thought about asking him directly, but decided against it. She had no right to do so. At this point, it was better to focus on preparing for the international race.

Just then, Raymond called.

"Ms. Quinn, do you have time to spare? Could you help me run a race? Our club's holding an event, and everyone's hyped. We want to organize a competition just for fun.

"You set the price. We just want to see the real deal."

Noelle didn't ask for details. "It's an exhibition game, right?"

"Yes," Raymond said, not bothering to hide it.

Realization dawned on Noelle.

A rich car enthusiast like Raymond often organized events to network and indulge his hobby. Competing with amateur racers last time was just routine.

An exhibition game wasn't casual. There would be huge stakes set before the race. Rules were dictated by the organizers, and participants from all walks of life would show up. Most of the time, they were racers hired by rich heirs—some were even seasoned underground racers.

No matter what, they only had one goal—to win the game.

Some thrill-seekers would even bet against the racers. Losing meant losing everything they had, but if they won, they claimed the prize pot.

Compared to official races, exhibition games were more dangerous. They weren't exactly illegal like underground races, where the racers' lives were at stake, but unexpected events and tricks on the track were common.

Participating in such events allowed Noelle to meet all kinds of racers.

Clearly, Raymond trusted Noelle's skills enough to invite her.

She thought for a moment. "Sure, but I want to bring someone with me. We might take turns racing."

As for the price, she was certain that Raymond would make sure she was well-compensated.

Sure enough, he was overjoyed. After agreeing on a time, he immediately paid a deposit.

After hanging up, Noelle realized Hunter still hadn't left yet. He was waiting for her.

"Are you going to a competition?" he asked, visibly concerned.

Normally, Noelle would've told him the truth. But this time, she deliberately kept her distance, her tone slightly cold.

"Not really. Just some extra training for myself."

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