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    Regaining herposure, Karen dered with unwavering confidence, “If you win, I’ll call you ‘boss’ and never interfere with your affairs again.”


    Her certainty was absolute—there was simply no scenario in which she could be bested by Elena in anypetition.


    Elena’s lips curved into a subtle smile. “Are you sure about that?”


    She needed to establish proximity to Gerald, and Karen’s persistent meddling, while not insurmountable, presented an unnecessaryplication.


    And so, resolving this petty conflict once and for all held a certain appeal.


    “Absolutely,” Karen nodded firmly, her gaze locked on Elena.


    Elena smirked. “Deal!”


    Karen said with satisfaction, “Alright. Don’t go back on your word! But you didn’t even ask what we’repeting in, and you’re ready to agree?”


    “It doesn’t matter what it is.”


    Karen nodded—indeed, it didn’t matter what thepetition involved. She harbored absolute certainty that victory would be hers, and Elena would face inevitable defeat.


    With a triumphant gleam in her eyes, Karen revealed her masterstroke. “Racing. Do you dare? Tomorrow at 4 PM at the Thunder Track, there’s a race. We’llpete there!”


    When it came to racing, Karen’s confidence knew no bounds. She was a celebrated racer, unrivaled by any young woman in the. Even her personal idol was the legendary racer Olivia.


    If Elena dared to show up, she’d demonstrate exactly what she was capable of!


    Karen was so consumed by the intoxicating thrill of anticipated victory that she failed to notice the subtle, meaningful smile ying across Elena’s lips at the mention of racing.


    “Do you dare? If not, admit defeat now and never set foot near my grandpa again.”


    Elena’s eyes remained calm and unflinching. “I said, it doesn’t matter what thepetition is,” she reiterated.


    Satisfied, Karen turned and walked away.


    The next day, Elena arrived precisely on time at the Thunder Track.


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    The moment she appeared, Karen greeted her with undisguised sarcasm dripping from every word. “Oh, you’re finally here. I thought you wouldn’t dare show up.”


    A small crowd had gathered around Karen.


    Among them stood Elyse, conspicuously overdressed in stiletto heels and a fashionable short skirt, holding a parasol as if on a pic.


    Upon hearing Karen’s taunt, Elyse stepped forward with a performance of concern. “Karen, Foiclens doesn’t even have a racetrack. Elena probably doesn’t know how to race. Maybe you two shouldn’tpete…”


    “No way!” Karen eximed, frustration evident in her voice. “She agreed herself, so we mustpete today! You’re too kind, Elyse. After what she did to you, you’re still concerned about her!”


    “It’s 3:50 now. I’m notte,” Elena replied coolly, checking her watch. “If you have other things to attend to, we can reschedule.”


    Her gaze suddenly sharpened as she turned to Elyse. “Elyse, what did I do to you? Why not share it with everyone?”


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