"Don''t tell me you''re..." Melvin paused, then said, word by word, "J''s apprentice!"


    Her racing technique and moves were so simr to J''s, and she had specifically requested J as her coach... It must have been fate.


    Juniper''s expression froze. She mentally deleted her earlier praise for him. She had clearly overestimated him.


    Not wanting to waste any more time, she pulled out her phone and dialed Melvin''s number.


    "Ring... ring... ring..."


    Seeing the call from J, Melvin grew tense. "Just a moment," he said, quickly swiping to answer, his tone gentle. "Hello?"


    "I''m here," Juniper said slowly, holding up her phone. "Turn around."


    Where? Melvin turned and saw Juniper on the phone. What? This girl was J? No wonder she''d set the meeting ce in the infirmary, no wonder "Juniper" had arrived so quickly... She was J.


    She was eighteen this year. How old was she when she firstpeted years ago? Fifteen? Maybe even younger! A teenager who had won the F1 championship three years in a row? Who would even believe that?


    "Mr. Steele, do you still want to tell me about J?" Juniper asked, hanging up and propping her chin on her hand, her expressionzy and casual.


    "tter-"


    Melvin''s phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor. He remained frozen for a long moment.


    "Mr. Steele, you have ten minutes left," Juniper said, tapping her fingers lightly on the table, an eyebrow raised. "Are you sure you want to keep spacing out?"


    Melvin snapped back to reality and returned to his chair, a look of disbelief mixed with admiration on his face. "I never imagined J would be so young."


    "I ept your proposal," Juniper said, her pink lips parting. "After you return to the country, you can join the Orient Country Racing Association directly. You''ll be in charge of it from now on."


    She had only taken the title in name and had no time to manage it. Besides her, Melvin was a true racing legend. No one would object to him leading Orient Country''s racing association.


    "But Melvin''s citizenship hasn''t been transferred yet, has it?" Kurt asked worriedly. Would Moralia Country really let go of such a prize asset?


    "They will," Melvin said with a faint


    smile. He had left behind all his


    honors and wealth. Moralia Country been using him to


    had only been


    to make


    money if they refused to let him go he could just sandbag it and throw the races. They would be the ones to suffer the most from a protracted stalemate, so they would surely release him.


    Just as he finished speaking, Melvin''s assistant appeared at the infirmary door.


    "Melvin, the citizenship transfer went through. The call had juste in."


    "Is that so?" A slow smile spread across Melvin''s face. Suppressing his excitement,


    he asked quietly, "Has the awards ceremony started?"


    "Not yet, they''re preparing now."


    "Good," Melvin said with a calm smile. "Change mypetition profile. Moralia Country bes Orient Country."


    From this moment on, he would devote himself wholeheartedly to Orient Country.


    Soon after, when the announcer dered that both the champion and the runner-up were from Orient Country, the venue and the inte exploded. It was already insan that Onent Country had J. Now they had


    Melvin too? They were unstoppable! Who would darepete against Orient Country in the future?


    ...


    After a long and exhausting day, Juniper was wiped out.


    "Ready to head home?" Shanley asked softly, gently taking her hand. "Dana made barbecue ribs and a hearty vegetable soup"


    "Let''s go." Juniper''s eyes lit up. She let Shanley lead her out of the room.


    Home? Were they already living


    together? Did their families approve? Melvin''s eyelids twitched at the word. His thoughts immediately turned to his own little sister


    were his sister... he would beat that cradle-robbing Shanley to death.