?Chapter 127:


    Their focus returned to the giant screen just as the two cars raced for the finish, still separated by barely half a car length.


    In the end, Christina snatched the victory by a fraction of a second. The crowd went wild, their cheers filling the air as the adrenaline from the close finish lingered.


    “Hell yes! That’s my hero. Nobody can touch her!” Ralphy couldn’t help but shout, caught up in his excitement. “She’s already unbeatable at shooting, and now she’s crushing it on the track? Is there anything she can’t do?”


    Dn remained silent, his eyes locked on Christina as she stepped out of the car. With an effortless flick, she tugged off her helmet and let her jet-ck hair fall free.


    To Dn, Christina seemed to radiate confidence—every move she made was calm, elegant, and entirely her own.


    Across the room, Katie could barely contain her irritation. “What just happened? How did Christina beat Elliott?”


    “Doesn’t matter if Elliott held back. Christina still came out on top,” Ynda replied smoothly.


    Brendon suddenly spoke up. “I need a word with her. Wait here, alright?”


    Ynda turned to him, eyes sharp. “Why do you need to talk to Christina?”


    “I just need to ask about my grandma’s surgery,” he gently exined, his hand brushing her cheek.


    Ynda forced a sweet smile. “Okay, but don’t keep me waiting too long.”


    As soon as Brendon was out of earshot, Ynda’s expression changed.


    She put on an air of disappointment, but her eyes betrayed no genuine emotion. Instead, her focus shifted to Elliott, watching him step out of his car.


    The standings thrummed with energy, yet Bruno remained rooted, his expression as dark and turbulent as an impending storm. His eyes fixed on Christina, who stood basking in the glow of victory—radiant, confident, and utterly triumphant. Bruno couldn’t ept this. His own cousin, Elliott, known far and wide as Darknight, the legendary racer, had been bested. How did Christina manage to outpace Darknight?


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    Meanwhile, Davina came flying across the field, herughter echoing as she rushed to Christina and threw her arms around her. “You did it!” she eximed. “You just crushed it out there!” She raised her fist high, thumb sticking up in full-blown praise.


    Christina tossed her hair back with a soft smile. “You put me on that track—I had to try my best.”


    “You’re incredible!” Davina’s thumb stayed firmly aloft, admiration shining in her eyes.


    But her excitement faltered the moment she noticed Bruno approaching. Her expression dropped as if a switch had flipped. The thumbs-up turned into a sharp thumbs-down aimed straight at him. “We won two out of three, Bruno. Time to pay what you owe,” she said coldly, crossing her arms.


    Bruno’s jaw tightened. “That race was rigged. You cheated. I’m not epting this.”


    “Excuse me? Cheated?” Davina looked ready to explode. “Show me where. How did we even cheat?”


    “Even if you yed fair, my cousin must have gone easy on you. No chance you actually pulled off a win!” Bruno snapped, his gaze hard and using.


    Davina rolled her eyes. “Wow. You really can’t handle losing, can you? Be a man and own up to the bet!” She raised her voice and called across the field, loud enough for Elliott to hear, “Hey, Elliott! Is this what the mighty Hubbard family calls honor?”


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