Chapter 67


    Her frown deepened, and she clenched her fists harder. Nobody looks down on me, especially not


    trash like you. Fine. I’m not going to talk you out of the race anymore. “If you want to race, then do your


    best, Miss Dillon.”


    I’ll show her what I’m truly capable of and embarrass her. Julia might be the top co-driver, but she’s not


    the one behind the wheel. Without a good racer, she’s nothing. The mere thought of showing off her


    skills and humiliating an amateur like Amelie on the racetrack made Elyse smile. Interesting. She


    swayed off into the distance and returned to Leo! Shrugging, she grumbled, “She’s too stubborn. I can’t


    even dissuade her.”


    He said nothing to that. Then, he turned and went elsewhere.


    The lot drawing was done a momentter, and Julia came back. She gave the results to Amelie, while


    Amelie gave her the details of the track. “Those rich kids areining. They said they don’t want to


    race you, thinking you’re weak. Let’s show them who the actual ace racer is,” said Julia.


    Amelie smiled. “If I let you take the wheel, can you get us to the finals?”


    “Wait, you’re asking me?” Julia pointed at herself. “Wow, what are you trying-”


    “Well, there’s no fun showing our hand right from the get-go, right?” Amelie interjectednguidly as she


    narrowed her eyes. Now, she looked like anguid cat waiting to pounce at her prey. “Let’s switch


    ces. I’ll be the co-driver while you take my ce as the racer.”


    “Holy f*ck!” Julia cursed before giving her friend a thumbs up. “Man, I don’t envy your enemies.”


    Unlike her, Amelie kept her feelings close to herself. However, she was no pushover. If anyone tried to


    cross her line, she’d teach them a painful lesson. She could be more cunning than Julia if she wanted.


    Julia happily epted the arrangement and honked a few times. “I might not be a racer, but I did


    partner up with Dash. My driving skill is more than enough to beat those rich kids in a race.”


    Not too long after that, it was their turn to race. Elyse pretended she didn’t care but kept an eye out for


    Amelie’s car nheless. When she saw Amelie in the passenger seat, she sneered. I knew it. A


    useless woman like her couldn’t be a racer.


    Chris, on the other hand, was looking forward to the race despite his earlier grumblings. However,


    when he saw Amelie in the passenger seat, his anticipation for the race plummeted. Frustrated, he


    kicked a tire. Four years. Dash has been gone for four years. Did she retire? Or did she pass away?


    What if it’s thetter? Everyone’s going to think she’s better than me forever, dammit! The thought of


    that happening soured his mood. He didn’t want to take part anymore, so he got into his car and tried to


    leave.


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    However, his friends quickly stopped him. “At least watch the whole thing through.”


    ‘I mean, it’d be a waste if you go back without watching anything.”


    “Yeah, and besides, you came up with this event. You shouldn’t leave so soon.”


    It was frustrating, but Chris’ friends refused to let him go, so he sat in his car, seething and fuming in


    silence.


    The racers looked slightly appeased when they realized Julia would be the one driving.


    Some came and tapped on her shoulder. “Thanks.”


    Thanks for not letting that amateur drive. For not insulting us. Then, he left without even looking at


    Amelie.


    Julia snickered. “They think you’re trash. Just wait till they find out who you are.”


    “Oh, shut it and drive,” said Amelie calmly. Even though she was a co-driver, she took the event


    seriously and reported all the track conditions to Julia


    “Got it.” Julia buckled up and held the steering wheel with both hands.


    The moment the gun was shot, she stepped on the gas pedal.


    There was no need to tell her about the surroundings. Years of co-driver experience gave her enough


    spatial awareness. All Amelie had to do was teach her some tricks. “Speed up! Closer to the line! Now,


    hold still!”


    Julia drove smoothly under her friend’s guidance, and the race ended a few minutester. She didn’t


    come out first, but she at least made it through the race. “I did good, didn’t I?” She waved her phone,


    and the screen showed the results. She barely made it to the finals.


    Amelie chortled. “Yeah, I guess.”


    Elyse saw the results from afar, and she chuckled silently. On the borderline of getting disqualified for


    the finals, huh? So what if she made it through the match? She’ll still be inst ce in the real race.


    Coming all this way to embarrass herself. Oh, Amelie, you’re a dunce. And you dragged your friend into


    this.


    Then, a loud voice broke her train of thought. “Miss yton, I challenge you!” The challenger was none


    other than Julia. She held her head high and had a bright smile on her lips, yet it looked sardonic.


    Elyse scoffed at her silently, though she put on a smile.


    Bob sneered upon hearing Julia’s words. “What a joke. You almost couldn’t make it to the finals, and


    you think you can challenge her?” He took the words right out of Elyse’s mouth.


    However, Julia was unfazed. She smiled and ignored both Bob and Elyse. Instead, she approached


    Leo. “What do you think, Mr. Alston? Can I challenge her?”


    She was being rude at this point, but they didn’t say much about it. Everyone knew she was trying to


    get back at Leo for her friend.


    He looked ahead coldly. “It’s up to you.”


    “Good.” Julia came back and finally looked at Elyse. “Do you dare to take the challenge, Miss yton?”


    “Are you calling me a chicken?” She’s a joke. I’m the best female racer around. Does she think I’m


    scared of her? Despite her internal scoffing, Elyse remained polite. She had an image to uphold, so


    she advised without a hint of ridicule in her voice, “Miss White, you might be a good co-driver, but it


    requires a different skill set to be the racer.”


    “Oh, I know I can’t win. But she can.” Julia pushed her friend out. “So, once again, do you dare take the


    challenge?”


    Some friend you are. Pushing me to face a challenge you can’tplete. Oh, well. Should I go all out


    or make it look exciting? Amelie could feel her friend squeeze her shoulder slightly, telling her to


    humiliate Elyse and


    Leo.


    Elyse’s facade finally faltered right there and then. Her face darkened, fury filling her eyes. Julia only


    barely made it, and now she expects an amateur like Amelie to win against me. Is she trying to insult


    me?


    “Do your best, or you’ll lose, Miss yton,” Julia added.


    What?! Does she think I’m going to lose? How much is she going to look down on me? Elyse held her


    scream back and nodded. “Fine.”


    “That’s a bit insulting, Julia.” Bob and his friends came to protest.


    However, Julia only smirked in return. “The race isn’t even on. Don’t be so sure about the results.”


    70Yeah, right. The results are clear. Your friend’s going to lose big time. You’re just doing this to insult


    Elyse.


    Julia knew what was going through their minds, but she didn’t bother exining. Instead, she pushed


    her friend by the shoulder. “You should start preparing for the race.”


    Amelie would’ve argued with her friend in another ce and time, but not now. Not when her friend was


    trying


    to get back at those who mistreated her. She nodded and approached the driver’s seat. However, the


    moment she opened the door, someone held it down and mmed it shut. Surprised, she looked up


    and was met with a furious face.