Chapter 1023 The Price of Overconfidence


    Emmeline was well aware of the eyes fixed upon her, particrly Sonia''s prating gaze. Was Sonia


    observing her closely?


    A sly smile tugged at the corner of Emmeline''s lips as she reveled in her n. She didn''t push the


    throttle to its limits; instead, she left just a hint of reserve. The speed of her motorcycle remained


    exhratingly fast, yet there was a subtle sense of sluggishness.


    Especially during sharp turns, her handling seemed a touch dyed. When tackling uphill sections, her


    confidence appearedcking, and the jumps didn''t quite reach the expected heights.


    Benjamin, familiar with Emmeline''s true capabilities, could easily see through her charade. Observing


    her performance, he knew she was putting on a show.


    Abel, although unfamiliar with Emmeline''s racing prowess, couldn''t shake off the feeling that she


    shouldn''t be this subdued. Her skills, even in this restrained disy, surpassed what most people could


    achieve.


    To the casual observer, Emmeline''s performance was already outstanding, but she intentionally


    downyed her abilities.


    Emmeline may not have reached the championship level, but at the very least, she was a strong


    contender for second or third ce. Yet, as Sonia observed Emmeline, a cold smirk yed upon her


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    lips. Did she dare topare herself to me?


    At this moment, Emmeline''s heart can fully imagine Sonia''s mood. Underneath her helmet, Emmeline


    narrowed her peach-colored eyes and skillfully controlled the motorcycle at about 80% of her true


    capabilities. She glided along the racetrack for twops before finallying to a stop.


    For Emmeline, bing familiar with the course was sufficient. As for the skills, they were ingrained in


    her bones and soul, ready to be unleashed at a moment''s notice.


    The motorcycle gracefully slid to a halt in front of the group, kicking up a cloud of dust.


    Sonia was taken aback, still not having had the chance to reminisce with Abel. What the hell, she''s


    back already?


    Emmeline nced at Sonia, who appeared somewhat dazed, and knew that her n had worked. Abel


    and Benjamin exchanged a knowing look, understanding the cunningness of this girl. It seemed she


    had managed to deceive Sonia and make her underestimate her.


    Removing her helmet, Emmeline confidently strode towards them, her slender and powerful figure


    shining against the light, radiating beauty and allure. Sonia''s eyes darkened, her jealousy evident. She


    considered herself a beauty, but in the presence of Emmeline, there was always a slight sense of


    inferiority.


    "Emma," Abel stepped forward to take her helmet, "you did great."


    "It was just a little fun," Emmeline smiled.


    "Emma, have some water," Benjamin unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to her with courtesy.


    Emmeline took a sip of the mineral water and smiled at Sonia. "Just some petty tricks, nothing


    impressive!"


    "Ms. Louise, you''re amazing," Sonia smirked, a faint smile ying on her lips. "You''ve shaken my


    confidence."


    "Ms. Steiner, you tter me," Emmeline pursed her lips. "It''s been a while since Ist rode, so I''ve


    be a bit rusty."


    Sonia sneered inwardly. Rusty? No, your skills are just average at best!


    Look at your turns and maneuvers, they were nothing special. And your confidence and technique, at


    most, only reached eighty percent!


    "Have you thought about the wager, Ms. Steiner?"


    Emmeline handed the mineral water bottle back to Benjamin but kept her eyes fixed on Sonia.


    In her lustrous peachy eyes, there was a touch of icy coldness.


    Abel pulled out a tissue and reached out to wipe the corner of her lips.


    These two men stood in front of Emmeline, appearing like mereckeys.


    Yet Emmeline treated them as if they were invisible,pletely disregarding their presence.


    This made Sonia and Ysabel feel a mix of envy and jealousy, a sour taste filling their hearts.


    "As for the wager..." Sonia honestly hadn''t thought it through.


    She couldn''t use Abel as a stake since she had no idea what she could do if she won.


    "Sonia," Ysabel said, "you promised me that you would help the Hemmings Group."


    Sonia nodded, her gaze fixed on Emmeline. "If I win, you''ll persuade Ryker Group and Adelmar to


    leave Hemmings Group alone and resume cooperation."


    "That''s not a problem," Emmeline agreed readily. "But what if you lose?"


    "I won''t lose," Sonia sneered, her eyes filled with arrogance and confidence.


    "You''re so sure of yourself?" Emmeline sneered coldly, a twitch at the corner of her eye. "Remember,


    saying too much wille back to bite you."


    "The one who''ll be bitten is you. I said I wouldn''t lose!"


    Sonia tilted her head arrogantly, her tone filled with venom. "Two days from now, you''ll see!"


    "Very well!" Emmeline''s gaze grew sharper, her expression icy. "If you lose, don''t let me see you in


    Struyria!"