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    As Karen wrestled with her thoughts, Wesley walked past her, his focus fixed. He stopped in front of Elena, who looked up to meet his prating gaze.


    Everyone held their breath, watching the silent exchange between them.


    Elena furrowed her brow in confusion.


    Wesley patted her shoulder and said, “Do your best.”


    Elena nodded, but honestly, she had no idea what he really meant.


    Seated in the car, she remained lost in confusion — at least until the whistle blew, snapping her back to reality as the race began.


    Thepetitors were split into two groups. Karen, a fierce contender, was positioned in Group A.


    With a determined thrust of the gas pedal, she surged forward, effortlessly outpacing her rivals to clinch an easy victory in her group.


    Meanwhile, Elena—


    Positioned in Group B, Elena exuded a sereneposure. She navigated the track with calcted precision, choosing to maintain a steady pace in the middle of the pack.


    From the stands, Elyse watched intently, a mix of emotions ying across her face. Any lingering annoyance at Wesley’s apparent disregard seemed to melt away.


    To Elyse, it was almostical to think Elena stood a chance against Karen—her naivety was frankly amusing.


    Karen, watching the race unfold, allowed herself a smug smile. “She’s not doing too badly—better than beingst, at least.”


    With a smirk, Elyse remarked, “Talk about lucky—Elena dodged all the toughpetition in Group A. She’d be trailing behind otherwise. Karen, you’re definitely the frontrunner. There’s no doubt you’ll take the win.”


    “Obviously,” Karen responded, her tone dripping with unchecked arrogance.


    But the race had a twist in store. In the final stretch, a stunning turn of events unfolded.


    Just when the oue seemed set in stone, Elena did the unthinkable. With an astounding burst of speed, she overtook four cars, leaving spectators and rivals alike in disbelief as she snatched an unexpected first ce in Group B.


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    “What the hell just happened?”


    “I don’t know! One minute Elena was behind, and the next she took first ce!”


    “Holy crap! Are my eyes ying tricks on me? Did that car just soar past the finish line?”


    Karen leaped to her feet, her expression a vivid tapestry of astonishment as she watched Elena gracefully emerge from the car. Elena had lingered inst ce throughout the race; the very notion of her snatching the lead in the final moments seemed ludicrous.


    “How in the world did she pull that off? Weren’t you the one saying she had zero skills in racing, Elyse?” Karen’s voice wasced with icy disbelief.


    Elyse, equally bbergasted, stammered, “This can’t be! How did she…” Her knowledge of racing was negligible, leaving her utterly confounded by Elena’s sudden triumph.


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