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Forsaken 176

    <b>Chapter </b><b>176 </b>


    <b>Chapter </b><b>176 </b>


    Ashton’s usual coldness never extended to Briar. Seeing her so eager, he couldn’t help but sigh in resignation, “You want to <b>try </b><b>it</b>?”


    Briar nodded eagerly in response, “Yeah, I can handle a car pretty well.”


    Hamish burst outughing, “Ashton, just let Briar have a go. I’ll have people watching the tricky corners<b>, </b>and nothing’s going to happen


    With no other choice, Ashton agreed but still warned Briar with a concerned look, “It’s about having fun, not winning<b>, </b>alright?”


    Briar gave him an “OK” sign, pretending to understand, but when Ashton wasn’t looking, she exchanged a sly grin with Hamish.


    At the racetrack, they entered through an internalne, so the people Sawyer had stationed outside never spotted any suspicious vehicles and reported, “Sawyer, Ashton’s men aren’t following us.”


    Sawyer was already in the pre–race area when he got the call, a mocking look shing across his face. He thought, ‘So much for being the top dog of Shoneport. It turns out he’s just getting yed by me again and again.


    In his opinion, Ben and the others were just being paranoid. The Wade family, one of the four great families, was nothing special, and he believed that they were just overhyped.


    “You guys can pull back. There is no need to keep watch anymore,” Sawyer ordered.


    “Copy that, Sawyer,” came the reply on the other end.


    Just then, the racetrack manager walked in with a woman in a ck racing suit that hugged her curves. Her helmet visor was down, hiding her face, but from the way the manager called over a few people and firmly instructed them to protect thisdy, it was apparent she was someone important.


    After giving his orders, the manager turned to Briar with a polite, respectful smile, “The boss said you can personally pick any car you like from his garage. Shall I take you there?”


    Briar nodded in response. ncing through her visor, she noticed Sawyer, who was also curiously watching their way. A smile with a hint of devilishness tugged at her lips. “Yeah, let’s go,” she said.


    The manager quickly led his people away with her.


    From a distance, Sawyer didn’t realize this was Briar. He put on his helmet<b>, </b>swung a leg over his bike, and got ready to hit the track.


    Briar walked into Hamish’s garage with the manager, already knowing that Hamish was a big motorcycle fan. She expected to see some impressive rides, but she was still amazed by what she saw. The garage was filled with shiny, brand–new motorcycles that looked incredible. Each one of these impressive bikes from Hamish’s collection could easily be worth millions!


    “Please, feel free to pick whichever one you like,” the manager said<b>, </b>waiting respectfully at her side.


    Briar was quick to make her choice. She looked around at all the motorcycles and finally picked a stunning red bike–one that was so special, there was only one like it in the whole world. The manager was still in disbelief when Briar started the engine and drove straight to the race area.


    He never expected her to have such an excellent eye for bikes; she had picked out Hamish’s absolute favorite. The manager quickly called Hamish to share the surprising news.


    Hamish was already sitting in the VIP area with Ashton, and for a moment, he looked taken aback. Then he shrugged and said, “It’s okay. Let <b>her </b><b>enjoy </b>herself.”


    It stung a little, but he wasn’t about to get stingy over a bike.


    Noticing this, Ashton couldn’t help but chuckle. “What? Can’t bear to let it go? Are you feeling a sense of loss?”


    “No way! Do I look like that kind of cheapskate?” Hamish shot back, giving Ashton a light punch on the shoulder. “It’s just a limited–edition <b>bike</b><b>, </b><b>alright</b><b>? </b>


    <b>Chapter </b>176


    <b>I’ll </b>just treat <b>it </b>as a present for Briar.”


    <b>Ashton </bughed lightly, knowing that Hamish wasn’t a stingy person. But then his expression changed as he noticed Sawyer <b>and </b><b>Brat </b><b>already </b><b>on </b>the track, concern creeping into his voice. “Do you think Briar will stick to the rules?”


    Hamish leaned back on the sofa, trying to get a better view. The moment he spotted Briar, bold and confident on the bright red bike<b>, </b>he shook his head as he said, “With that look in her eyes? No way.”


    Ashton sighed, a bit defeated. “Yeah, I thought so.”


    He then took out his phone and called a number. “Brandon, where are y


    Connor right now?”


    Hamish was surprised and asked, “Seriously? Are you considering sending both of them out there?”


    Ashton replied, “Good. Keep a close eye on her. Don’t let her get hurt.”


    After hanging up, Ashton finally cracked a smile, “I can’t exactly let your worldwide limited–edition bike get wrecked the moment it hits the track<b>, </b><b>car </b><b>12 </b>


    Hamish rolled his eyes in response, “Oh,e on. Don’t try to make it sound so noble. Briar.”


    ‘re just worried Sawyer will figure out the racer next to him is


    No one’s buying Ashton’s words.


    Ashton didn’t deny it, and he replied, “Alright, you got me. We might not care much about Sawyer, but for Briar, he’s dangerous.”


    Hamish looked at Ashton as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He said, “Ashton, sometimes I wonder if all your clever ns and tricks are just for show. How can you think that girl you like is an easy target?”


    Just over an hour ago, they had all witnessed Briar send Emily sprawling with a single kick right outside the Shoneport Universityb building. That wasn’t something just any girl could do.


    Ashton, however, waspletely serious when he replied, “Of course she is. She’s just a slim eighteen–year–old girl, and with a dad like Edgar, who doesn’t care about her, any powerful family in Shoneport could easily take advantage of her.”


    Hamish was left speechless, thinking, ‘Honestly, love doesn’t just make you ignore things—it makes you lose your


    mind too.


    ‘I never thought I’d see the day Ashton would talk such nonsense and unfair nonsense like this.‘


    Meanwhile, out on the track, as soon as the female biker arrived, the crowd erupted–cheers and whistles filled the air. The whole ce was alive with excitement, and the race was about to start any moment now.


    Ashton, who was standing right next to Hamish, couldn’t help but walk over to the floor–to–ceiling window as the starting gun went off. His eyes were glued to the red bike speeding away, so focused that he didn’t even notice the cigarette slipping from his fingers.


    Hamish shook his head, thinking, ‘Love really is something else.‘


    Hamish quickly started to sense that something was off with Ashton. The warmth in Ashton’s eyes shifted to a cold, intense focus. Concerned, Hamish asked, “Ashton, what’s wrong?”


    Without answering, Ashton grabbed the remote control and yed back a clip of a dramatic moment from the race. He paused <b>the </b>screen <b>at </b><b>a </b><b>key </b>moment and asked, “Does this look familiar to you?”


    All around them,rge screens in the VIP viewing boxes not only showed the live race but also allowed viewers to watch <b>reys </b><b>of </b>the <b>e </b>


    Being a huge racing fan, Hamish usually picked up on old racing tricks much faster than Ashton did.


    Suddenly, it clicked for him what Ashton was pointing out.


    With his rxed demeanor gone, Hamish stared at the frozen image in disbelief. He


    gasped, “Wait… that’s the signature move of Speed <b>Queen </b><b>Bree </b>


    <b>right</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>


    <b>‘</b><b>No </b>way!‘ He thought in disbelief. In <b>his </b>mind, Briar was just a fun–loving, carefree girl, while Speed Queen Bree was a legendary <b>figure </b><b>with </b><b>an </b>unbeatable record. How could they possibly be the same person?


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