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Even Trevor, typicallyposed and reserved, wore an expression of admiration and awe. Next to him, Jordyn and Miles leaped from their seats in excitement.
The race reached a fever pitch. Tucker reimed the binocrs once more, oblivious to the fact that Trevor and his group were also present.
As the race paused, Wynn temporarily took the lead.
Celeste <b>asked </b>Tucker for the binocrs again.
Tucker beamed with delight. “You’ve fallen for CC too, haven’t you? I told you, nobody can resist her!”
Celeste smiled faintly without responding
She was thinking of calling Trevor. She wanted to see how he would react but then dismissed the thought as <b>she </b>knew he’d likely decline the call, as he <b>always </b>did.
Still, just onest time, she thought.
In the end, Celeste <b>dialed </b>Trevor’s number and raised the binocrs again. Through them, she watched as Trevor nced at his phone and unhesitatingly ended the call before refocusing on Wynn.
His eyes held only Wynn.
Celeste inhaled deeply, smiled to herself, and returned the binocrs to Tucker. She didn’t watch the rest of the race or nce in Trevor’s direction again.
By the race’s end, Wynn had taken first ce.
Tucker <b>was </b>ecstatic. He and his friends excitedly discussed approaching Wynn for an autograph.
“But CC’s a wealthy heiress and a PhD holder from a prestigious <b>university</b>. Racing is just her hobby. She doesn’t need fans, nor does she cater to them. She usually leaves right after a race and never gives autographs. It’s basically impossible to get one.
“Yeah, and since this was a private event, we had a better shot. But the racers have <b>their </b>exclusive passageways, and we don’t have any connections to get inside. s…”
As Tucker and his friendsmented, word spread that Wynn had already left with her group to celebrate. Queenie called to check in, and Celeste turned down Tucker’s plea to join his friends to take him home.
Before leaving, Celeste stopped by the restroom.
On her way out, she identally bumped into someone.
“Sorry,” both of them apologized simultaneously, stepping back.
Celeste looked up and froze.
It was Beck, one of Trevor’s close friends.
Beck recognized her too, and his already indifferent expression grew even colder.
Celeste noticed this at once.
She had met Trevor when she was ten, but Trevor and Beck had been childhood friends, inseparable <b>since </b>their school days. Their bond had always been unshakeable.
Yet, Trevor had always excluded her from <b>his </b>circle, even after their marriage. <b>So</b><b>, </b>even though she had known Beck and Miles for more than ten years, they were barely acquaintances.
But despite knowing Wynn for only a short time, Trevor had already introduced <b>her </b>to his friends.