?Chapter 755:


    “Whose heart rate went haywire?”


    “Oh no! Whoever’s heart is racing like that is finished!”


    “I really thought we’d see both drivers make it out alive for once, but it looks hopeless. It seems tragedy is unavoidable today.”


    The crowd kept murmuring, and those rooting for Christina could barely handle the suspense.


    A sudden hush fell as Christina’s car sailed through the final sharp turn and sped for the finish line.


    Behind her, Alfred’s car barreled straight ahead, unable to slow, rushing straight for the gasoline barrels.


    “Wow! Look at Christina! She pulled it off!”


    “It’s not Christina’s heart rate that raced insanely. She’s incredible!”


    “Wait, check out the in-car camera! Christina’s heart rate is rock solid…”


    “I can’t believe it! Sixty-five beats per minute—during a race like this? That’s unreal! How does she even do that?”


    “I’m sorry for doubting her before. From now on, I’m a diehard Christina fan!”


    As everyone stared in awe at Christina’sposure, Alfred’s nightmare unfolded. His heart hammered wildly, sending his car spinning out of control. With nothing left to do, he sped toward disaster, his fate already decided. Cold sweat soaked Alfred’s skin while he watched himself slide closer and closer to the line of gasoline barrels. No matter what he tried, there was no escape. Nothing could save him now. It was all over.


    He had dominated the life-and-death arena for two solid years, but now, everything was about toe to a zing end that he couldn’t escape.


    Alfred was drowning in bitter remorse. Why on earth hadn’t he taken that woman’s offer when he had the chance? It was his own gluttonous pride that had led him straight to ruin. He had strutted around, puffed up with the absurd belief that beating a woman would be child’s y—but he couldn’t have been more wrong. She’d proven to be a force of nature, and he hadn’t stood a chance.


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    The cruelest part of it all? He only saw the truth when death was already breathing down his neck.


    In those final, fleeting moments, a montage of memories flickered through Alfred’s mind like scenes from a fading reel. If he hadn’t let greed and arrogance cloud his judgment, maybe he’d still be enjoying a life offort. But no—he’d let his desires run wild. The more he had, the more he craved. His hunger knew no end.


    Cold sweat soaked his skin, and tears poured from his bloodshot eyes. He couldn’t even tell if they came from raw regret or if fear had hijacked his body and forced them out. “No! I won’t ept this!” he screamed, his voiceced with terror.


    The moment those desperate words escaped his lips, his speeding car veered wildly and smashed into the gasoline barrels.


    Boom! A thunderous crash ripped through the air, followed by a monstrous explosion. In an instant, thick columns of smoke twisted up into the sky, painting a picture of utter devastation.


    Robin had just burst onto the edge of the life-and-death arena when the st hit his ears, and he caught sight of the wreckage. His eyes widened in disbelief, slowly zing over with red. No. That reckless Christina couldn’t have just perished like that! She couldn’t be dead! She had promised—promised she’d wait for his challenge. She couldn’t go back on her word! She must not die!


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