Chapter 259
At the top of Python Mountain, a lively crowd had gathered in a circle. Millie looked down at the winding forests and asphalt roads below, feeling a surge of excitement.
“Are y
you thinking about joining too?” Rachel’s voice sounded in her ear.
Millie turned to see Rachel dressed in black, Rachel also wore a mask and hat to maintain a low profile.
“Oh, Rachel, no one knows me like you do!” Millie remarked with a smile.
That night, she wore a black crop top and skort. Her curly locks cascaded down her back, and her
makeup was perfect. With just a glance, it was clear she was an attractive woman.
“Then go for it. Just be safe, okay?” Rachel replied, pointing to the nearby registration area.
But Millie felt somewhat anxious. “It’s been so long since I last raced.”
“Are you afraid of losing?” Rachel teased.
Millie’s grin outshone Rachel’s. “I’m just worried that these rookies will get disheartened if they lose to someone who hasn’t raced in ages.”
She had no fear of losing.
“Oh, please.” Rachel nudged Millie’s arm and asked, “You won’t regret it in a month, will you?”
“What did you say?” Millie leaned toward Rachel, feigning ignorance.
Rachel pressed her lips together. She was aware that her friend was playing dumb. Despite that, she continued, “A month from now, you’ll receive your divorce papers. You won’t back out at the last minute, right?”
“Rachel, I was wrong about you.” Just a moment ago, Millie had believed Rachel understood her well.
Her words had barely settled when Marvin came running over. “Boss! In this street race, someone from the professional team will be competing!” he announced excitedly.
It seemed today’s race was going to be quite different. Initially, it was just an event organized by the amateur team to hone their skills. However, with the addition of professional racers, the dynamics of the competition had completely shifted.
“Do you want to join?” Marvin asked Millie.
Millie shook her head and answered, “I can’t win.”
Marvin pouted. “Stop being so modest.”
At that moment, someone passed behind them and muttered, “Ever since Seven left the scene, these races aren’t as exciting anymore.”
“Exactly. These amateurs think they’re better than everyone else. They’re so rude!”
around. wonder if I’ll ever get to
“Man, I really miss the days when Seven was see her race again in my lifetime.”
Upon hearing their remarks, Millie turned and saw several men in their 30s, smoking and reminiscing
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nostalgically.
Seven…
Millie pursed her lips and looked down. Many race cars had already taken their positions. They were all ready for the race to begin at 11:00 pm.
Suddenly, someone bumped into Rachel’s shoulder, causing her to step back. Millie immediately reached out to hold her.
As she turned, Millie saw a young man with disheveled blonde hair. He was dressed casually and looked like a thug. At that moment, he was sizing Rachel up.
The man, Quincy Sanders, leaned in closer and suddenly asked, “You’re Rachel Shaw, aren’t you?”
Millie quickly stepped forward to shield Rachel behind her. She eyed Quincy before her cautiously and replied with a smile, “No, you’ve got the wrong person.
“Hey, you’re Millie Caldwell, right? The heiress of the Caldwell family.” Quincy immediately pointed at Millie.
Quincy scrutinized Millie’s beautiful face before shifting his gaze to Rachel. Then, he couldn’t help but smack his lips.
“They say beautiful women come in groups. I didn’t believe it before, but now I do.”
Immediately after, he pointed at Rachel and whistled. His whole demeanor was clearly teasing. “Hey, big shot, why not take off your hat and mask and let me have a look?”
Millie frowned, visibly displeased. “Show some respect.
“Why should I? Aren’t celebrities just for show?” Quincy said with a sneer, pushing Millie aside and reaching for Rachel.
“If you come closer, you only have yourself to blame.” Millie’s expression turned cold as she brushed off his arm. His comment left her deeply unsettled.
Quincy sensed Millie’s strong presence and stared at her for a while.
Around them, people started to gather. It was as if they were waiting for a spectacle to unfold.
On the other hand, Rachel kept her head down. She thought no one would recognize her with his disguise. But it turned out to be the other way around.
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