Taylor was taken aback.


    Colin was also stunned.


    And theckeys standing nearby were equally shocked.


    "Haha..."


    Under the vast night sky, a burst ofughter erupted from the group.


    Taylor nearly doubled over. “Haha... Damn, you''re... killing me... My stomach hurts."


    Natalie watched them, worried they might actuallyugh themselves to death. That would be a terrible sin on her part.


    She looked at them with concern and offered some well-meaning advice. "Gentlemen, you should stopughing. Haven''t you ever heard of someone literally dying fromughter?"


    Her words, however, effectively put an end to theirughter.


    Colin hadughed so hard there were tears in his eyes. He looked at Natalie with teary eyes. “Natalie, did your divorce mess with your head? You want to challenge Mr. Woodard? Are you crazy, or am I hearing things?"


    Natalie didn''t even spare him a nce.


    She was tall with perfect proportions. In the cold wind, her hair danced freely, and her stunning face had an ethereal beauty under the moonlight.


    She took a hair tie from her bag, pulled her hair into a ponytail, and then said, “Mr. Taylor, you heard me right. I am challenging you. I want to race you, but we need to make a bet."


    "Pfft..." Taylor couldn''t help but let out another chuckle. He sized her up, his gaze lingering. Her face was truly beautiful, and she was fearless.


    "Little girl, with that weak frame of yours, do you even have the strength to press the brake pedal? And those delicate hands of yours, can you even pull the steering wheel? Do you even know how to drive a race car?"


    "You want to race me? You need to be qualified first.”


    His tone was dripping with sarcasm.


    Theckeys beside him also looked at Natalie with contempt.


    Natalie was speechless. What did he mean, she wasn''t qualified?


    "Mr. Woodard, I won''t waste your time. If I win, you sell me that piece ofnd."


    Taylor paused for a moment. Thatnd was so worthless right now you couldn''t even give it away. Why would this woman want to buy it?


    Taylor was intrigued. "What do you want thatnd for?"


    Natalie smiled. “To build a vi, of course. The scenery there is beautiful. I really like it."


    Taylor thought Natalie was insane. Buying such a huge piece ofnd just to build a house to live in?


    Taylor asked with a smile, "Do you have the money?"


    Natalie was speechless. Why was he asking such a childish question?


    "Would I dare to challenge Mr. Woodard if I didn''t have the money? Or is it that Mr. Woodard is afraid to y?" Natalie''s final words were aced with her own brand of


    sarcasm.


    Taylor''s expression instantly darkened. Did she just say he was afraid to y?


    Taylor pointed at Colin, a wicked smile on his face. "What about Colin, then?"


    Natalie didn''t look at Colin, instead asking calmly, "Mr. Woodard, why would you think I''d save


    good-for-nothing who can''t tell right from wrong and gets his kicks out of bullying me?"


    “Natalie, how dare you call me a good-for-nothing? I brought you here to save me,


    not to buynd." Even now, Colin clung to a sliver of hope.


    Natalie finally turned to give him a look.


    Her smile was mocking, her tone light as a feather. "What are you if not a good-for-nothing? Your mother cut off your allowance, and you can''t evene up with a million dors Your mother is drowning in Opany problems, and you''re out here eating, drinking, and gambling."


    “You and your three brothers, and that adorable little sister of yours, besides having


    fun, do any of you ever spare a thought for your hardworking mother?"


    Colin was at a loss for words. He had been partying hardtely.


    He had just participated in a motorcycle race abroad.