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Chapter 957 Because She Is Her
The woman aggressively wiggled her body against Ben, seemingly both coquettish and upset.
Meanwhile, he held onto the woman's head and proceeded to give her a passionate kiss that lasted for three
minutes right in front of them.
Not wanting to see this, Olivia instinctively turned her head the other way.
Christoff also felt somewhat awkward. Of course, it wasn't because he wasn't comfortable with such a scene, but
rather because he was concerned that Olivia would be disgusted by it. Although he didn't move, his eyes remained
fixated on her.
Olivia soon sent a message to Jewel, informing her that she was outside and would be returning home later than
expected.
Ben and the woman were done kissing after she sent the message. The woman, too, finally behaved herself.
Christoff lifted his gaze and looked at Olivia. "We are having a two-person race today. Dare to ride with me on my
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However, Ben provocatively looked at Olivia and suggested, "Since it's a two-person race, let's cooperate. Each
person rides half the distance, and we switch at the eleventh turn. Only then can the winner truly claim victory."
Christoff didn't even have to think before he refused. "No. She doesn't know how to."
"We can just take it slow," Ben commented while raising his chin toward Olivia. "Hey, you can at least ride a
motorcycle, right? Why would you come here otherwise? Are you going to stand there and look pretty? Is this what
Eugene has reduced you to?"
As soon as he said that, he received a kick to his abdomen. He immediately lost his footing and fell to the ground.
Before he could get up, Christoff growled in a chilling voice, "I don't need you to judge one of my own."
Ben's eyebrows pulled into a frown. "F*ck, Hurricane! Do you know who she is? Are you really resorting to violence
for a woman?"
"Say one more word about her and see what happens!" Christoff sneered.
Ben couldn't afford to embarrass himself, especially when his woman was watching. "Damn it!" he muttered. "I'm
just kindly reminding you. She is Eugene's woman. Even though I don't know if she has been dumped now, you
better not get involved with her."
"I know her because she is her. F*ck if I care whose woman she is."
Olivia peered at Christoff upon noting how the man had changed his way of speaking.
He used to say that I am Eugene's woman, but now it is because I am me, huh? What a hypocrite!
But she didn't have time to argue with Christoff. Instead, she looked at Ben as a smirk hung at the corner of her
mouth.
"You haven't learned your lesson at all, have you? You still haven't repented even after being beaten up so many
times. Do you think this racetrack is your territory? It's just a motorcycle race. Let's race, then. I'll shut you up!"
"Are you sure about this?" Christoff looked at Olivia skeptically. "Don't force yourself."
"It's fine. Mr. Roberts here won't give up if I don't give him the chance to race against me," Olivia reassured him.
"You know each other?"
"Kind of. We haven't spoken much, but I somehow got in the way of his happy endings a few times now."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChristoff chuckled at that. "You sure have an interesting hobby."
Olivia innocently retorted. "I really didn't do it intentionally. The women he's interested in all have grudges against
me, so when I dealt with them, it ended up affecting him too."
"Bullsh*t!" Ben cursed. "What grudge does Jessica have against you?"
"Well…" Olivia pondered for a moment. "She's my friend. I can't just sit back and watch her fall into your trap, can
I?"
Ben could feel a ball of frustration lodged in his throat. He pointed at Olivia and barked, "Alright, Olivia Maxwell.
Let's race! Just watch how I make you concede!"
"Sure," Olivia calmly replied.
As Ben spoke, he shouted at the crowd gathered there and explained the rules they had just discussed.
These people were always up for new ways to have fun. The idea of each person riding half of the race, which they
hadn't tried before, naturally got everyone's enthusiastic responses.
And so, a crowd of people parked their bikes at the starting line.
Christoff looked at Olivia and reminded her, "I'll ride faster later, so you can take it slow. Don't rush. It is okay even if
we lose."
"Are you worried about my riding skills?" Olivia crossed her arms over her chest.
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