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    Once the racer pulled ahead by a full car length, the crowd betting on his victory erupted in cheers.


    A self-satisfied smirk tugged at Bruno’s lips. Everything was going just as he’d pictured. For him, defeat was the only fate awaiting Christina. He sneered at Davina, “So, what do you have to say now? Your friend’s a flop. I offered you a chance, but you declined it. You just brought embarrassment upon yourself.”


    Without missing a beat, Davina answered, her tone icy, “Getting cocky already? Don’t celebrate too soon. This race is far from over.”


    Davina’s confidence in Christina was unwavering. No scenario yed out in her mind where Christina didn’te out on top.


    In Davina’s eyes, rankings meant nothing. Even the famed Darknight couldn’t keep up with Christina once she hit her stride. Those idiots would never guess that Christina was actually Skybreaker. Years ago, Christina had disguised herself as a man and fooled everyone.


    A nce at the scoreboard made Brunough, the gap now stretching to two car lengths. Between puffs on his cigar, he tossed out another jeer. “Give it up. You are doomed to lose this match.”


    Davina met his gaze, cold fire in her eyes. “Is that so? Let’s just wait and see.”


    With an arrogant shrug, Bruno replied, “Fine. I’ll wait for you to finally admit you’ve lost.”


    Cool as ever, Davina’s response was unwavering. “You’d better brace yourself for disappointment. This win isn’t yours.”


    Meanwhile, up in the stands, Brendon couldn’t take his eyes off the big screen, his mind racing with questions. Never in his wildest dreams had he pictured Christina behind the wheel like this. He had never realized she had this hidden side. She might not have had the polished skills of a professional, but she managed to keep up and prove she could handle herself. Nothing about this fierce, untamed version of Christina matched the drab, obedient woman he remembered.


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    He couldn’t help but wonder why she had always hidden this fire in his presence. He felt like he didn’t know his ex-wife at all.


    As the race unfolded, Brendon’s scowl deepened as he kept his eyes glued to the action. It didn’t take long for Christina to fall far behind. Her chances seemed grim. Onlookers quickly dismissed her as a lost cause. Pity and scorn echoed through the crowd.


    “She’s already out of the running. Didn’t I say? Women don’t have what it takes for this sport.”


    “Knew it from the start. The moment they sent in a female backup, I lost all interest. The only thing keeping me here is the bets.”


    “A rookie couldn’t beat a veteran, much less a woman. Odds were stacked against her from the start. I’m just d my money’s on Bruno, or I’d be broke right now.”


    Irritation red in Brendon as the men around him jeered at Christina. His jaw clenched, and he shot a sharp re in their direction. Despite their ridicule, Christina was still the woman he’d once called his wife. It stung to hear strangers tear her down.


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