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    Katie, never one to mask her emotions, practically lit up with glee the moment the tension hit its peak. “I knew this would be the day that bitch finally croaked. And since she’s about to die so tragically, I’ll be super sweet and visit her grave every year—just to let her know how amazing my life turned out.”<fnc4dd> The source of th?s content is f?ndnovel</fnc4dd>


    Brendon snapped the second the words left her mouth. “Shut your damn mouth!”


    Katie scowled, her lips puckering, just about ready to fire back—but before she could, the crowd erupted in a chorus of shocked, high-pitched screams. “Holy shit!”


    “She’s pulled ahead! Alfred isgging far behind now!”


    “How does she keep that steady look? Meanwhile, Alfred looks like he’s about to lose it.”


    “Just onep remains before the fork in the track. Unless something dramatic happens, both drivers might make it through—something no one’s seen before. But if Alfred doesn’t catch up, he’ll lose the bet.”


    With no cameras showing the car interiors, the audience could only guess who was feeling the pressure, watching every hint in Alfred’s and Christina’s faces and bodynguage.


    Alfred’s pulse was already all over the ce. Watching Christina surge ahead shattered what little calm he’d gathered, and his heart rate started to spike again. A loss here meant total defeat! He couldn’t stand the thought of leaving with nothing.


    Clenching his jaw, Alfred stomped on the gas, sending his car roaring forward. His pulse teetered on the edge of chaos, but he struggled to steady himself. Failure wasn’t an option.


    Every spectator’s eyes stayed locked on the massive screen, barely daring to breathe.


    Right then, Christina’s car neared the fork in the road, everyone watching her every move. Alfred trailed close behind, needing just a little more speed to take the lead.


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    Without warning, a cold, robotic voice echoed through the air. “Warning: Heart rate has exceeded safe limits. Loss of vehicle control is imminent…”


    Again and again, the mechanical warning buzzed in Alfred’s ear, each repetition like a sentence being handed down.


    Fear widened his eyes as he realized he was losing control of the car. No matter how hard he mmed the brakes, nothing happened, and the steering wheel wouldn’t respond at all. Panic surged through him. His heart pounded even faster, and he couldn’t get a grip on himself.


    With the threat of death looming in front of him, terror took over. All those times he’d watched rivals die in explosions, he never felt bad for them; sometimes, he even enjoyed the rush.


    Now that the same danger loomed over him, Alfred truly understood what it meant to feel desperate. A crushing fear closed in, wrapping around him so tightly that he struggled to breathe.


    All around, most of the audience couldn’t stay in their seats anymore. People stood up, exchanging anxious, confused looks.


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