NovelEnglishChapter 384: Ferdinand wasn't about to risk losing a multi-million-dollar project, so he decided it was smarter to slip away as quickly as he could.
Kellan, on the other hand, remained unfazed. Without a word, he donned his silver mask and made his way to the waiting area.
The Underground was packed with people.
Amidst the crowd, Kellan's attention was immediately drawn to a woman with striking curls.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer presence radiated intensity, like a flburning brightly.
As Kellan lifted his gaze, their eyes locked. For a moment, the world seemed to freeze, as if all the noise and motion around them had stopped.
Something about her was deeply familiar, especially those unusual, light purple eyes.
As Kellan made his entrance, whispers from the crowd reached Allison's ears.
"That's Turbo, the reigning champion. Bad luck to run into him tonight." "Thank God we're not racing against him." "They say someone once offered four hundred thousand to uncover Turbo's identity. But whoever tried got cursed either they fell mysteriously ill or had freak accidents. It's eerie." "That purple-eyed woman, they call her Sweety, right? What a shame, she's likely to be left in tears before the day is over." Allison glanced at the man everyone was murmuring about. Despite the tension in the air, she couldn't help but notice his imposing physique.
He was built with a perfect V-shaped torso, long legs, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist.
His uniform was sharply tailored, emphasizing his firm build, while his long, slender fingers were sheathed in black leather gloves.
The dark gray shirt he wore, paired with the black harness, highlighted the smooth lines of his chest.
A perfect shoulder-to-waist ratio.
His cold, piercing eyes stirred something within her, briefly reminding her of Kellan.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut this wasn't the tfor distractions. The loud voice of the announcer broke her focus as the crowd readied themselves.
"All racers, to your positions! Line up according to your group number!" Allison grabbed her helmet and swiftly opened her car door.
Whoever that man was didn't matter right now. The only thing on her mind was winning the race and securing the item Hoyt had hinted at.
Colton's gaze remained fixed on the racetrack, his mind deep in thought.
He leaned toward Melany and whispered, "The guy I'm supposed to 5 do business with is down there.m When we meet him later, say Επ something nice. Wish him luck on the prize, even though big shots like him don't really care about winning. They just want the attention." Lately, Colton had been on edge.
The auction day still lingered in his mind, especially the moment his thoughts had drifted to Allison. He couldn'Nigure couldn't figure out why, on that rainy evening, he had the impulse to reach out to her or why her mocking words continued to weigh on him.
At the heart of it, Colton knew it was because he hadn't lived up to his own expectations. And that reality made him even more determined to make her regret underestimating him.
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