Chapter 1644


    "Just the usual."


    Ophelia had a passion for extreme sports that knew no bounds. Parkour, rock climbing, bungee


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    jumping, and skydiving were all in her wheelhouse.


    She was born with a silver spoon, the sole heiress to a prosperous family. Two years prior, upon


    finishing her college studies ahead of schedule, her parents had entrusted her with the family empire.


    To the world, she was the formidable Ms. Almond, but behind closed doors, she morphed into a race


    car driver, a parkour expert, a legend on the ski slopes, and a skydiving enthusiast, among other


    things.


    Her squad - Arabe, Kelly, and two other gals - were kindred spirits, tight as can be.


    They kept to their own lives, rarely bothering each other, but were ready to lend a hand or share a slice


    of life in their group chat at a moment''s notice.


    "Perfect timing, I need a favor." Ophelia said with a beaming smile, "Took a bit of a tumble doing some


    extreme sports a few days ago and messed up my foot. There''s an underground car race tonight, and I


    need you to step in for my team."


    These underground races weren''t as formal as the sanctioned ones; it was all about showing up and


    showing off.


    "If we win, the other team has to hand over their track."


    That track was the prized possession of some enigmatic mogul whose drift racing team was the


    scourge of Belloria. They boasted that no crew in Belloria could touch them and promised to hand over


    the track if proven wrong.


    Their challenge riled up many teams, each taking turns to dethrone them. But without exception, all


    challengers faced a bitter defeat.


    Ophelia''s crew, confident as they were, had been poised to win the crown until her unfortunate injury.


    She had considered powering through, but her right foot just couldn''t hammer the gas or m the


    brakes with the necessary finesse.


    "Is it serious?" Arabe asked, her concern evident, "Is the emergency stash I gave you doing any


    good?"


    "Yeah, thank God you left me with those treasures. The family doc said your stuff was better than


    theirs. Been using it for about a week, and it''s getting better every day."


    "How good is this other team?" Arabe probed further.


    "They''re worth the challenge."


    A statement like that meant they werepetent.


    "After the race, I''lle check on you."


    "Great. I''ll have a victory feast waiting at home. We''ll celebrate your triumphant return," Ophelia said,


    her spirits high.


    She had a video conference tonight and couldn''t be at the race. "My team will be there to cheer you on.


    They all know you. Just do your normal y." Ophelia continued, "The other side is full of braggarts


    with foul mouths. If you can''t stand them, feel free to trash the ce, throw a punch if you need to. If


    things go south, I''ve got your back."


    After all, the Almond family carried weight in these circles. Arabe chuckled, "I don''t lose my cool that


    easily."


    But if those guys needed a lesson, she wouldn''t hesitate to teach them. After a good chat with Ophelia,


    Arabe noticed that Horace had sent her a few messages not too long ago.


    "Boss, we originally offered them 30 million, and they agreed to sell, but now they''re backpedaling,


    saying they want to think it over. They think the price is too low."


    Thirty million was low?


    "They''re clearly ying us," Horace seemed annoyed.


    Arabe was straightforward, "What do they really want?"


    "They said without 50 million, their boss probably won''t budge. That ind is his pride and joy."