NovelEnglish“It's a showdown between the Light Fleet and the local Drift Kings, with Harlan, the deputy captain of the drifters, seated in the
pearly-white sports car. As for the driver of the fiery red race car, the identity is a mystery. We don’t know her name. Light Fleet
have had many matches before, but I've never seen her. No idea if she’s a fresh face or someone they've taken as an ace up their
sleeve.”
Steams have a knack for secretly training exceptional drivers, unveiling them at critical moments to catch their rivals off-
guard. It could also be that this girl was a recent recruit.
"She's a racer," Timothy's impression of her growing more favorable by the second; his heart was utterly captivated.
He was taken aback that she was not only skillful and beautiful but also a race car driver. Although he couldn't quite make out her
features, the mysterious allure exceeded his expectations.
"Mr. Bynes, she shares your passion for racing."
While Timothy was no professional race car driver, he enjoyed the thrill of the race and had gone head-to-head with more than a
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The tall, leggy starter positioned herself between the two cars, counting down from three. With a flourish of her flag, the crowd
roared in unison, "Three!"
As the flag descended once more, the audience shouted, "Two!"
The starter sent a flirtatious wink towards Harlan and, with another wave of the flag accompanied by a sharp whistle, signaled,
"One!"
Both race cars shot off the line. Harlan flashed a confident grin, certain of his victory in this race.
The gust of wind from the cars caused many in the crowd to hold down their skirts and hair.
Meanwhile, in a chic two-story building behind the stands, Sean climbed up to the stand, taking a pair of binoculars from Steward
to get a better look at the red race car.
He'd arrived late and missed the earlier . All he knew was that at the sound of the whistle, the lady in the red car and Harlan
had bolted forward, but she quickly outpaced him, leading the way.
She was driving like there was no tomorrow. Harlan hadn't expected Arabella to be such a formidable driver, managing to get
ahead of him right from the start. He tried to accelerate to catch up, but Arabella seemed to anticipate his every move, giving him
no chance.
The whole Light Fleet crew watched, eyes wide and disbelieving, as the race unfolded on the giant screen.
"Bella said she'd never raced before, right?"
"I thought she claimed to have no experience in official or underground races. How can she dare to go so fast and still drive so
well?"
"No wonder Ms. Almond insisted on her joining. There must have been a reason!"
"To think she could leave Harlan in the dust right from the start, even Ms. Aimond would be no match for her."
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"How's Harlan gonna save face? | can just picture him fuming in that white race car."
"Harlan's bound to play dirty."
The audience, perhaps not expecting someone from the Light Fleet to overtake Harlan so swiftly, began to root enthusiastically for
the underdog.
Despite several attempts, Harlan couldn't overtake Arabella. It was her first ton the Kowloon Bay track, yet she drove with such
mastery. Had she bribed someone for a sneak preview, or done her homework beforehand.
Timothy was stunned; the girl he fancied was outperforming Harlan, a racer with a solid reputation. Beating him was no easy feat,
let alone to surpass him so quickly and leave him trailing.
"Mr. Bynes, you've certainly got an eye for talent, picking a girl this impressive," the flattery began from his entourage.
Timothy's gaze was glued to the red race car on the big screen. As much as he was happy for her, he couldn't shake the worry that
her speed was reckless. Silently, he concerned about her safety.
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