A deal with the devil

Chapter 113

For Tomas, Turbo Impact wasn’t just a racing team. It was his lifeblond, the embodiment of his lifelong dream, and the final wish of Tristan

Without Turbo Impact, what meaning would remain for a disabled and solitary old man like him to continue living in this world?

Little did Shirley know, her impulsive decision had just saved Tomas‘ life.

Charlie immediately stepped in to answer on Tomas” behalf, “Yes! Of course, we’re recruiting!”

Tomas took a long moment to regain his composure. His voice was hoarse as he looked at Shirley. He asked, “Why Turbo Impact and not other racing teams?”

With Shirley’s background and potential, she could join a better team, compete on bigger stages. Why would she choose a fallen giant like Turbo Impact?

Shirley’s expression was eamest as she replied, “Both Tristan and you are legends in the racing world, heroes of Celestia. I believe many, like me, don’t want to see Turbo Impact vanish from the tracks

She paused briefly, then continued, “And there’s another reason. I want to become the next Tristan.”

want to become the

stone cast into the still waters of everyone’s hearts, sending

that Tristan was once a god in their eyes. He

here stood Tomas, trembling and frail, the very man who had trained that racing

you’re still the greatest mentor out there. Turbo Impact

will regain its former glory and even surpass it.” Shirley’s words brought tears to the eyes

in Charlie’s eyes, his voice filled with emotion. “I never thought that at this point, someone would

tears too. He stepped forward and clasped Shirley’s hand tightly, his voice trembling with determination. “I believe in you. I

that declaration alone, Tomas vowed to pour everything

would mold her into the second coming of Tristan. The mission he and Tristan had failed

Celestia to see their national flag rise on the F1 stage. He wanted them to hear their national anthem play

Training another Tristan was no small tear, let alone entrusting such hopes to a woman like Shirley. Tristan had been Celestia’s only driver to come within a hair’s breadth of F1. He was a

Tristan. But it could never be a woman, let alone a complete

placing the hope of reaching Fron Shirley seemed nothing short of a delusional

just a few nights ago, a video of a