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    Wesley’smanding baritone cut through Felix’s apology.


    Felix blinked in surprise. “Um, got it.”


    Wesley retrieved his suit jacket, his unhurried strides carrying him out of the CEO’s office.


    A dark Maybach waited at the Spencer Group entrance. Felix hurried ahead to open the door. Once Wesley settled into the plush interior, Felix took his position behind the wheel.


    Catching Wesley’s eye in the rearview mirror, Felix asked cautiously, “Where would you like to go, Mr. Spencer?”


    Wesley’s eyes narrowed. “You already know the answer.”


    Understanding dawned on Felix instantly: Thunder Track! Wesley was going to watch Elena race!


    His intuition hadn’t failed him after all.


    The afternoon sun had lost its harsh re by four o’clock, casting a golden hue across Thunder Track.


    Entering the central area was the racetrack, noticeably different from the circuits Elena had conquered before.


    Where her previous tracks had tested the limits of professional drivers, this was unmistakably a junior racetrack.


    The venue had been crafted specifically for the’s privileged young elite, with safety features integrated at every turn.


    Robust guardrails encircled the course, while verdant grass nketed the surrounding areas.


    Should any vehicle lose control and overturn, attentive staff would rush to assist, virtually eliminating any real danger to the participants.


    As soon as she set foot on the track, Karen underwent a visible transformation. “It’s been far too long since I felt the thrill of racing. Today, I’ll remind everyone what I’m capable of!”


    Walking confidently beside Karen was Erin, her untamed red hair as bold and striking as her personality.


    With a lollipop perched between her lips, Erin scoffed dismissively. “Words mean nothing on the track. Just don’t embarrass yourself with tears when you lose.”


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    Karen’s lips twisted into a condescending sneer. “Don’t forget that you once lost to me.”


    Every year, this exclusive circle in the organized an eagerly anticipated racing event, and Karen always came first.


    This year, her confidence remained unshaken.


    Noticing Elena gazing at the track with apparent bewilderment, Karen couldn’t resist a jab. “Never seen a track like this before? I won’t hold back, so watch yourself out there.”


    Elena nodded quietly, genuinely unfamiliar with such an elementary circuit.


    Interpreting Elena’s acknowledgment as inexperience, Karen’s self-assurance swelled.


    Aplete novice who hadn’t even encountered a track dared to challenge her? She would deliver Elena a humbling lesson within minutes!


    Before the racemenced, the atmosphere crackled with excitement as the crowd enthusiastically ced their bets.


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