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    “Ahh! Christina won! She smashed that guy’s record and set a brand-new one!” Chloe and Eloise threw their arms around each other, bouncing with giddyughter. Joy flooded their faces as the tension that had knotted them up finally unraveled.


    And then, all at once, the crowd exploded.


    “No way! She’s insane! 0.8 centimeters? That’s insane! One more inch and she’d have been toast!”


    “Ahhh! Christina’s unbeatable! I adore you, Christina!”


    “Where are Alfred’s fans now? Where’d they run off to? Didn’t they talk big when he had the 2.1-centimeter record? Now that she crushed it, they’re nowhere to be seen!”


    Dn and Elliott leapt out of their seats, fists pumping in the air. Relief washed over them like a tidal wave, as if they’d just dodged something huge.


    Away from the chaos, tucked in a quiet corner, stood a tall man in sunsses. Terrence’s lips curled into a faint, proud smile, admiration flickering across his face. Christina was pulling him in, stirring something deep inside. “Christina, you never fail to surprise me,” he muttered under his breath, his fascination with her only growing.


    Among the sprawling sea of spectators, Brendon, Ynda, and Katie sat tucked away.


    Brendon’s gaze locked on the massive screen, where Christina zed like a star, and his mind went hazy. Could this extraordinary woman really be his ex-wife?


    Ynda was seething with barely contained fury. Her hands were clenched so tightly that her nails nearly pierced the skin of her palms. How the hell did Christina walk away untouched from apetition that intense? Why did fate always seem to cut her some ck? That wretched woman deserved to go up in mes with a wreck. And Alfred—after all the noise about how skilled he was—turned out to be a total disappointment. He couldn’t even beat Christina!


    Ynda tore her furious gaze away and lowered her eyes, masking the envy burning inside her. Then she turned toward Brendon, forcing a sweet smile onto her face. To keep up appearances, she intended to put on a show of admiration and sing Christina’s praises.


    But Brendon’s eyes were glued to Christina’s figure on the big screen, full of open, unashamed admiration.


    Seeing him so taken with Christina made Ynda grit her teeth, barely holding back the storm swirling within her.


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    “That woman’s got some damn luck on her side. She stopped just in time to miss that gas barrel!” Katie growled, fists clenched in rage.


    Ynda whispered, her voice light and sugary as she pretended to acknowledge Christina’s skill, “Christina’s actually pretty good at racing. She probably won with pure skill.”


    “Skill? Ynda, you’re giving her way too much credit. What skill does she even have? That win was all luck. If it hadn’t been for that, she’d be toast by now,” Katie shot back, eyes narrowing with disdain.


    Ynda didn’t respond. Instead, she slipped her arms around Brendon’s and leaned gently against him. “Brendon, don’t you think Christina’s changed a lot?”


    “She has indeed changed quite a bit,” Brendon murmured automatically, his gaze still fixed on the screen.


    Ynda’s heart twisted, but she forced herself to smile to keep up her charade. “I feel like Christina’s bing more remarkable by the day. Brendon, I’m scared you might leave me and go back to her.”


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