Chapter 88


    At the racetrack, suddenly someone shouted in horror, “Oh no! She’s lost control of her motorcycle, and


    it’s smashed through the barrier


    At the judges‘ booth for the “Realm of Illusions” project, Orion abruptly stood up, his grip tightening


    around the ck bandage in his hand before he mmed it down to the ground.


    Before anyone could react, a loud explosion echoed across the field!


    The high–speed motorcycle, having shattered the barrier, left behind vicious skid marks on the track


    before erupting into a massive ze, engulfing the sleek blue bike and scattering fiery debris


    everywhere.


    The vibrant image of a young girl vanished in the fierce mes, the scene turning surreal as if it were all


    an illusion, causing Orion’s pupils to shrink to pinpoints, losing focus.


    “Ah!”


    “The bike exploded! It exploded!”


    “Ms. Nightshade is still on it!”


    “Someone, help, quick, call 911! Call 911!”


    Panic, chaos, and cries for help erupted from the crowd, everyone immersed in the sudden, horrific


    ident. Only a tall, imposing figure rushed into the fire like a whirlwind.


    “Mr. Lockwood!


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    “Chairman Lockwood, the explosion is still ongoing: you can’t get near!”


    “Stop him; the fire’s too i


    intense.”


    Cedric, terrified, immediately chased after him, while Isabe, watching the monstrous mes as if they


    were special effects from a horror movie, felt her legs give way beneath her, “That big fire, can Xanthea


    still be alive” Could she still be alive?


    Finally, it was alling to an end! She would soon be the rightful heiress of the Nightshade family, the


    leading actress of Oli–hea Media, the center of everyone’s attention.


    No one wouldpete with her anymore! From the back of the crowd, Miranda watched the scene


    unfold with a gleam of thrill in her


    eyes.


    The Tron light cycle’s zested only a few seconds. When Orion reached the site of the explosion,


    all that was left were scattered remnants and not a trace of the girl.


    The sight of the ckened destruction made the man’s eyes seem bottomless,


    His mind went nk, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and a wave of nausea surged through him,


    choking any words he might have tried to say, reminiscent of a massive fire years ago.


    Then, he saw a ck hair tie lying quietly beside the still–burning engine cover. His whole being


    emptied, as if his soul had been instantly extracted, leaving him unable to react.


    Suddenly, the sound of water came from ake beside the track.


    Xanthea emerged from the water, gasping for air like a fish out of water, brushing her wet hair back


    from her face.


    What a stroke of luck! If it weren’t for theke beside the track, she might have had to say goodbye to


    this beautiful world with her second miraculous lease on life!


    She barely opened her eyes, about to climb ashore, when she saw a tall, striking figure near the center


    of the explosion. Orion?


    Why was he here?


    It was strange, every time danger struck, he was the first to rush to her side. Memories of school and


    Lakeside Manor shed through Xanthea’s mind, and she couldn’t help but call out, “Orion?”