Chapter 1654


    Han had every intention of ying dirty, but Arabe''s car kept picking up speed, and there was no


    way for him to keep up.


    Arabe''s convertible was red-hot, topping out at 210 miles per hour, while his own beast could hit a


    solid 220. But no matter how he sped up, he couldn''t close the gap.


    Not even neck and neck.


    Perhaps it was those few seconds when he eased off the pedal on the curves earlier that had cost him


    the lead.


    With his mind straying, he only noticed the rocks on the road when it was almost toote. Swerving to


    avoid a collision, he got his car skidded, which sent sparks flying as it grazed the guardrail. He


    corrected his path, but Arabe had already pulled further ahead.


    This stretch was notorious for asional rockfalls that could smash a windshield or litter the road - a


    hazard Han usually watched like a hawk during practice and races. But Arabe had thrown him off


    his game tonight.


    As Arabe crossed the finish line, the Light Fleet crew erupted in cheers.


    "Amazing!"


    "Be''s on fire!"


    "Did we just win? Light Fleet took the round!"


    The crowd went wild, standing up from their seats and shouting their support. No one expected Light


    Fleet to bruise the rival team''s ego in the first round.


    Timothy clenched his fist in excitement. Yes, that was freaking awesome.


    Sean watched the red convertible loop back to the starting line, and Light Fleet folks swarm Arabe in


    celebration. As the window rolled down, it revealed a face that was new yet stunning.


    Not the same girl?


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    Who’s she?


    As the crowd around Arabe got too thick, Sean had to head inside to check the monitors after tossing


    his binocrs to Steward.


    "Zoom in."


    Steward, knowing who Sean wanted to see, quickly tapped the smart screen on the wall and erged


    the image of the red car. Someone handed the driver a bottle of water, and both Steward and Sean got


    a clear view of the girl''s face.


    With sharp features, she gave off an air of cool detachment - that wasn''t Light Fleet''s captain Ophelia!


    She looked more like the girl who''d crashed their partyst night?!


    Same bun, same icy stare, same aloof demeanor.


    If it wasn''t her, who else could it be?


    "How could it be her?" Steward was taken aback. Sean came especially to watch the race, yet Ophelia


    was nowhere to be seen. Where was she? Didn''t she covet the Kowloon Bay track?


    "I''ll have her picked up right away." Steward had been unable to track down the girl, yet here she was,


    served up on a silver tter.


    "Let''s wait a bit." Sean turned to enter the elevator, "I want to meet her first."


    Was Sean nning to race her himself?


    It was widely known that Sean had founded the team, and although he had been the team captain, he''d


    never led his team to race. It’s.Han, his second-inmand, who typically led the team into games.


    This girl''s driving must have caught Sean''s interest. Even though he hadn’t led his team to race, Sean


    had himselfpeted in plenty of international events. He had another persona: a top-tier professional


    racer.


    "Be, you''re incredible," they praised her. "To drive that fast and that well on your first race."


    "You even left Han in the dust. I can''t believe my eyes, you know? No one''s ever outrun Han by


    that much, except for their big boss, Sean."


    Sean??


    Arabe arched an eyebrow. Why did she keep hearing about "Sean" over and over again ever since


    she''de to Belloria?


    Was it the same person, or was it different people coincidentally sharing amon name??