A deal with the devil

Chapter 112

What? She wanted $

Sabrina to go home and put

at in the etion before the Lace?

Shirley’s implication was clear. Sabrina wasn’t even qualitied to race against her

This celebrated socialite was being way too arrogant. Where did she get the confidence to say something like that in front of Sabrina?

Sabrina’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly smiled and said, “Shirley, being confident is a good thing. But I am just here to remind you, racing isn’t easy hope you’ll actually make it to the National Grand Prix. I’m looking forward to racing with you there.”

Sabrina’s words were spot on

Shirley had been so amegant in front of Sabrina. It she couldn’t even get shortlisted into the National Grand Prix, she would be nothing short of a joke,

I

At that point, Sabrina’s tans would have a

ove a field day, and Shirley would likely become the laughing stock of Elderstone. The title of “celebrated socialine” wouldn’t even save her from the ridicule

And weren’t they cousins? Sabrina had just lett Turbo impact, and now Shirley was declaring her intention to join. It felt like a slap in Sabrina’s face.

cousins

looked like a beauty out of a fairy tale, her

show your championship level skill at the Grand

hope you’ll be able to s Don’t lose

had also been trained by Tristan?

crowd began to consider that maybe this celebrated socialite wasn’t as bad a driver as they had assumed. After all, Tristan wouldn’t waste his time on someone completely

seemed like she

forward to seeing

case, then Sabrina wouldn’t hold back any longer. Sabrina sherred. “Is that so? Well, let’s wait and see!”

on ber heel and walked

Shirley with disdain and said, “I can’t wait to

then followed closely behind Sabrina, Jeaving

remained lively, eagerly discussing what would unfold

National Grand Prix next month would be the true test.

talking

Tomas accept Shirley

at

like Shirley seemed unlikely to change that. After all, there

if she did make it into the National Grand Prix, if she didn’t

on Charlie’s arm was tightened, his face slowly flushing with excitement. “Charlie__ is it her?” Tomas asked,