Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 114 Lose and Streak

Furious at the humiliation, Tony was about to fight back when Chloe swiftly grabbed the hand poking his head

and locked it in place. Her grip was like a vice, and before long, the boy's expression twisted with pain.

"Ouch, it hurts... it hurts..." the boy cried out, his voice tinged with genuine agony.

The crowd was stunned. They had never anticipated that a seemingly delicate girl could muster such strength.

"Hurts? Didn't your mom teach you how to fucking respect people? A race is a race, big man; why the hell are

you poking Tony like that?" Chloe spat, her voice cutting like a blade as she adapted to the local customs of

cursing.

Tony was reveling in the moment, his spirits soaring as he watched Chloe stand up for him. Hugging his arm, he

looked on with the satisfaction of someone riding on the coattails of another's strength

With steely resolve, Chloe addressed the crowd. "Tony tellsyou guys always bully him because his

motorcycle skills aren't great. Seriously? That's your excuse? Aren't you all older and supposedly more mature?

Ganging up on someone younger and outnumbered? Alright, you want a race? Let's race. If you lose, just like you

said, strip down and run a few laps around the track."

Chloe released the boy's wrist, and he stumbled back, shocked and humiliated.

Her challenge left everyone in stunned silence. This girl, hidden behind a helmet, dared to make such a bold

declaration? This was no longer merely about winning or losing; it had evolved into a matter of dignity.

Motorcyclists were naturally competitive, and Chloe's provocation spurred them to accept the challenge. They

were confident in their skills, ready to show this outsider where she belonged.

Soon, everyone mounted their motorcycles, prepared to race a few laps following their usual rules. As the

anticipation built, one boy interjected, "Hey, girl, you said if we lose, we'll strip and run. What about you? What if

you lose?"

"Yeah, what if you lose?" Another boy echoed, adding to the chorus of jeering.

Chloe smirked, her cold smile visible even through her helmet's visor. "If | lose, I'll do the same. No one takes

advantage of anyone."

Her words sparked an uproar. The boys were already fired up, but this reckless challenge sent their excitement

into overdrive. Chaos erupted, the thrill of the impending race electrifying the air.

Tony, hearing Chloe's boldness, quietly pulled her aside and whispered urgently, "Chloe, it's just a race. There's

no need to bet so much. How about we just forget it? Don't race."

Tony's natural timidity and lack of confidence in most things were showing. If Chloe lost, these people wouldn't

hesitate to force her to follow through on her reckless wager. Chloe was the sole heir to the Davis Group, the

future queen of a business empire. If her family learned that Chloe had been humiliated because of him, his

father might literally kill him.

Seeing Tony's worried expression, Chloe confidently patted his shoulder. She flashed a bright, reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, Tony. | know what I'm doing. They don't stand a chance against me. Just wait and see | promise

you, those guys will be the ones running naked."

With that, and leaving Tony bewildered, Chloe gracefully mounted his motorcycle. She was intimately familiar

with its performance, having taken it for a few laps in the past. After understanding its strengths and

weaknesses, she had advised Tony to replace a few crucial parts. As a result, the motorcycle's performance had

significantly improved. After Chloe sat on the motorcycle, she quickly got into the zone. Despite her small frame,

she exuded an aura of fierce determination, a warrior ready for battle, radiating a powerful, intimidating

presence.

Her confidence made the boys lining up to race her feel a pang of apprehension. Sensing their hesitation, Chloe

calmly extended her middle finger to them. Humiliation. Blatant humiliation.

The men, driven by wounded pride, grew more excited and determined.

As the starting gunshot cracked through the air, a dozen motorcycles roared to life, launching onto the track and

following the predetermined course. Familiar with the terrain, several riders quickly caught up to Chloe, some

even riding alongside her. The riders trailing behind weren't idle either they worked together, trying to box her in

and suppress her lead.

They thought Chloe would be scared. But Chloe was unshaken. With practiced fluidity, she maneuvered Tony's

bike expertly, finding gaps where none seemed to exist, her every movement calculated and precise. She leaned

into turns with the ferocity of a seasoned racer, handling the bike as though she were born to it.

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One lap down, Chloe was still

hemmed in by her opponents, unable

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Chloe, however, remained unfazed, maintaining a steady, composed pace. Her face betrayed no hint of anxiety.

One of the motorcyclists couldn't resist taunting her. "Hey, girl, make sure you strip completely when you run

naked later!"

His words served as the catalyst for

Chloe. With a surge of unseen power,

she suddenly accelerated, closing in

on the motorcyclistyvhad O

poveked Ker. Startled and assuming

she was going to collide with him, the

man swerved violently to avoid her. In

his panic, his motorcycle veered off

course, crashing out of the track in a

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The sudden crash sent shockwaves through the remaining riders. Out of sheer nerves, three more motorcyclists

lost control and skidded off the track.

Seizing this golden opportunity, Chloe unleashed a burst of speed, her motorcycle roaring to life as it sprinted

forward. Yet, she was still over a hundred feet behind the lead rider. On either side of her, two motorcycles

remained, attempting to box her in a pinning maneuver.

This was the final lap. If Chloe couldn't break free from this entrapment, she would undoubtedly lose the race

today.

Outside the track, Tony's anxiety reached a fever pitch. His heart pounded as he saw Chloe struggling to

overpower the relentless suppression. "Con, Chloe, con, you can do this..." he muttered, his voice a

mix of frantic hope and dread.