Left behind, Dave felt a surge of frustration and considered running after the car to say something, but he was at a loss for words. He felt utterly defeated by Zhane, who had yed the pitiful role so convincingly in front of Hera. Dave was convinced that Zhane had nothing to do with anything yesterday—he had merely been working on his scheme with Leo regarding the Lennons. <i>’When did Zhane be such a master of pretense? Did he pick up his acting skills from that prick Leo?’</i> Dave fumed silently to himself.


    Dave was ready to chase after them, shouting, "FUCK!!!" as he realized he was toote. Frustrated, he turned and ran back, only now noticing that his car was parked on the opposite side of the parking lot. He had to make a quick detour through the lobby to cut across to Parking B and retrieve his vehicle.


    Dave sprinted for a full five minutes to reach his car, nearly diving into the driver’s seat as he flung open the door. Panting heavily, he settled into the seat, quickly starting the engine and revving it a few times before speeding out of the parking lot. However, Hera and the others were already well ahead, and Hera focused on driving as smoothly as possible to avoid disturbing the sleeping Zhane.


    As soon as Hera started driving out of the racecourse, Zhane had already fallen asleep in his seat. Although he hadn’t been upied with surgeries the previous day, he and Leo had been deeply engrossed in nning their strategy to hit the Lennons hard. Zhane hadn’t mentioned this to Hera, as he and Leo had decided to keep their ns secret for now, not wanting to add to her stress or worry.


    While both Leo and Zhane were confident that their scheme would seed, they knew better than to count their chickens before they hatched. They didn’t want to burden Hera with their ns, preferring to keep her unaware of the intricacies. Zhane, in particr, had a heavier load, as he was responsible for setting up everything on his end to ensure the Lennons would fall for the trap. In contrast, Leo’s role was primarily to oversee the scheme and coordinate with the Avery family, preparing fallback measures and changing coborators if needed.


    Zhane and Leo hadn’t anticipated how seamlessly they would work together. Their coboration was so effective that they managed toplete the entire nning and trap byte into the night. Now, all that remained was to wait for Luke to deliver on his promise to find a more cheaper and problematic version of the herbs. Once the Lennons saw the offer, it would bait them into the trap, allowing the n to proceed as intended.


    Despite their hostility toward Leo, Zhane had to acknowledge that Leo was exceptionally skilled at his work. His scheming mind was on par with, if not surpassing, that of his most cunning friends, including Dave and the ruthless Rafael.


    As Hera’s scent lingered in the car, Zhane felt an unexpected sense offort as soon as she began driving away from the racecourse. The soothing fragrance seemed to lull him into a deep sense of rxation, making it easy for him to drift off to sleep. Before long, a gentle and persistent motion rocked him slightly back and forth, trying to wake him. Instead of rousing him, it only deepened his sense of ease, drawing him further into a peaceful slumber.


    As Hera pulled up to the front of the Golden Dragon Pavilion, she noticed the racecourse manager’s car behind her, followed by Bry’s father’s truck. Not wanting to hold up the valet or cause a longer queue of cars, Hera decided to wake Zhane from his sleep. Despite her efforts, he remained deeply unconscious. "Zhane, wake up, we’ve arrived," she said gently, continuing to rock him softly in an attempt to rouse him.</subtxt>