?Chapter 256:


    Three years ago, a catastrophic crash abruptly ended a race, and Xavier vanished from the public eye.


    Now, the racing scene at Redcliff Mountain buzzed with renewed vigor and excitement. This year’s event had scaled up tremendously, capturing the attention of enthusiasts far and wide.


    The race not only marked theeback of two iconic racers but was also under the patronage of the’s most prestigious family—the Spencer family.


    Elena settled into her race car, the formidable Brunhilde, and ignited its engine with a press of the start button.


    The car responded with a ferocious roar, echoing her own eagerness to conquer the tracks once again.


    She leaned toward Lydia, her voiceced with determination. “I’m heading out for a quick test run to sync up with her again.”


    Without waiting for a response, she elerated, and the silver streak of the car blurred into motion, cutting through the air like a bolt of lightning.


    As the much-anticipated race day dawned, Lydia and Elena arrived together, their figures casting long shadows on the grounds of Redcliff Mountain.


    With the race yet to start, they passed the time chatting in the stands. Lydia, brimming with excitement, leaned in close, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. “Can you imagine what Xavier looks like under that helmet? I’m betting ruggedly handsome. It’s all on you, Elena—wipe this and unveil that mystery for us.”


    Keeping her cool, Elena offered a faint smile. “I’ll give it everything I’ve got.”


    Out of nowhere, Karen’s thrilled voice burst through the crowd from the stands. “Elyse, today’s race is going to be a real spectacle. Even Olivia, who’s been out of the public eye for a whole year, is making an appearance. She’s my absolute idol, and guess what? I made sure to get us the best seats—front row!”


    At the sound of Elyse’s name, Elena’s expression shifted, her brow knitting together.


    Elyse never got the hype around racing—it was just too wild and reckless for her taste. Yet, the rumor that Wesley would be there had nudged her to ept Karen’s invitation with a reluctant nod.


    What the hell was so thrilling about watching a bunch of daredevils on a track?


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    Yet, she masked her reservations with a polite smile. “Thanks for inviting me, Karen. Is Olivia really as amazing as they say?”


    Karen’s eyes twinkled, brimming with an eagerness impossible to ignore. “Amazing? That barely scratches the surface! She’s not just undefeated; she’s a legend—a woman who’s conquered a man’s world. Isn’t that incredible?”


    Knowing Elyse’s spirits were weighed down, Karen set out to banish that clingy sadness with a burst of fun.


    The fact that Olivia was racing today was serendipitous, a pleasant surprise.


    Just as Karen was about to delve deeper into Olivia’s exploits, something—or rather someone—unexpected caught her eye.


    “Elyse, look, isn’t that Elena over there?” she whispered, nudging Elyse.


    Elyse’s eyes followed Karen’s gesture, and she was momentarily taken aback.


    Elena stood there, her long hair pulled back to frame her finely chiseled features, which caught the gentle glow of the afternoon sun.


    Her figure was elegantly entuated by form-fitting jeans and a ck leather jacket that added an air of effortless cool and poise.


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