Chapter 124
and intelligence.
Gillian was the club star with strength, awards, good looks, and
Wayne and Silas rarely came here, but today, everyone practicing below gathered around, eager to hear any advice.
Everyone’s attention was on Lenore as they listened to the conversation. Dressed in black work pants and a white shirt, she looked both stunning and fierce. But honestly, she seemed quite young.
Someone laughed and said. “This young lady is a friend brought by Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Garcia, Gillian, don’t pick on her, or Mr. Garcia might let you go later.”
They generally got along well and joked freely. However, while they might joke about Wayne, they never dared to joke about Silas.
Gillian glanced annoyedly at the man who spoke, clearly frustrated, and said, “I don’t need you to remind me of my limits,” Gillian was always proud and self–assured
Some people understood Gillian’s intent and sensed something was wrong. One person tugged at her sleeve and whispered, “Are you crazy to challenge someone Silas brought along”
Gillian frowned and glanced at Silas, who stood there exuding coldness, upright and never once looking at her.
Gillian knew this man was out of her league, but she thought, “Why could Lenore stand by his side and make him so gentle?”
Gillian turned her gaze to Lenore, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and sanded, “You’ve been quiet the entire time. Could it be that Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Garcia were only joking!”
A flash of coldness passed through Silas’s eyes.
Wayne thought, Why didn’t I realize how foolish she was before! Reckless Wayne summed up Gillian’s actions with two words. But he didn’t say anything further, wanting to see what Lenore would decide.
A message alert sounded. Lenore took out her phone to check. It was a notification for a deposit of 16 billion.
She squinted, feeling much happier. Then she looked up at Gillian, her eyes cold and her voice light and cocky. “When I make a move, I always
wint
Silas raised an eyebrow, his lowered eyes reflecting the girl’s image. “Wanna play!”
Lenore said lazily. That depends on whether she has enough resources to play with me. Gillian was not qualified to compete with Lenore, who saw this merely as a game.
But to Gillian, those words felt like an insult. Her fingers tightened slightly, yet she kept smiling. “It’s just a friendly match, but you…
“Are we friends!” Lenore inerred.
Gillian was taken aback, her expression turning troubled.
Wayne thought, Awesome! Lenore is stepping in, this should be fun! Excitement sparked in Wayne’s eyes. He thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone and sent an address to a friend: [Something is interesting happening. Come quickly]
those around her, Lenore seemed too reckless.
A man who liked C
Cillian squinted his eyes, a bit displeased, and said, “Gillian is a professional racer. Even if this lady is Mr. Faulkner’s friend, she shouldn’t be so arrogant, right?”
“Gillian won the silver medal in last year’s national competition. Even I have to concede to her skills…”
“All of us guys can’t match her skills, let alone a young girl like you…”
Listening to the comments around her, Cillian’s face softened and displayed pride. She looked at Lenore with arrogance and said with a cold sneer. “If you can win, I never race again”
Lenore said plainly, “Half of your wealth
Gillian was confused. The people around kept silent.
Silas glanced down at Lenote, uncertain if she was genuinely short on
cash or simply greed
greedy for monry.
“Ahem.” The mention of half the estate reminded Wayne of when Lenore raced against Carlos in Jiustenburg. Back then, she straightforwardly demanded half of the Duncan family’s wealth.
Brazen and bold, Lenore certainly had the demeanor of a com
a commanding beauty.
Wayne almost burst into laughter but managed to hold it in with a couple of dry coughs. He explained to Gillian, “Whether you race again in life doesn’t matter to her. If you lose, just give her half of your assets.
Gillian thought. This is unbelievably wild, bold, and shameless! How could she even say that? Did she think she could rely on Silas’s support
Your
worried that by then, you two might protect
Gillian’s face was hard to read as her eyes moved between Wayne and Silas, licking her lips. “Tm just w her, or if Lenore loses, she’ll cry to both of you…