A deal with the devil

Chapter 114

“Look, Elizabeth is going after Shide!”

“wow, this is going to be interesting ”

Luder the watchful eyes of the crowd, Elizabeth quickly caught up with Shirley, holding her bom several times in challenge, she even rolled down her window to shout, “Shirley, do you dare to face me?”

But Elizabeth didn’t stop, herwends growing more provocative

She shouted, “You don’t even dare race me, and yet you claim you’ve been mentored by Tristan? You’re nothing but a coolde! Tristan wouldn’t even spare you a glance. Stop bring and get out of the tace. You’re just embarrassing younel!”

Shirley and Janine finally had enough of Elizabeth’s taunts and insults.

Janine said through gritted teeth, “Let’s teach hera lesson.”

Shirley nodded and agreed. “I was thinking the same thing.”

But she looked at Damian with some concem. To her suprise, the butle guy excitedly clenched his fist and gave her a thumbs–up

Shirley ruffled her slightly curly hair before calmly rolling down her window and looking at Elizabeth.

She asked, “What’s the wage

Elizabeth paused for a moment before answering confidently, “The loser buys fried chicken, Coke, and fries for everyone here.” Heer and tries were a perfect match, but since drinking beermeant not being able to drive, she had to replace the beer with Coke. shirley slowly stopped her car

gaze full of challenge. “What’s wrong? Are you scared?”

a hundred drivers, a few staff members and amateur

dollars for the

barely worth mentioning, but to Elizabeth, it was

gathered around,

of hundreds of people eating fried chicken and toes

you’ll have to greet me with ‘All hail Your Majesty‘ whenever you see me and take a detour. I lose, I’ll

an eyebrow and said, “You’re being too nice. You should make

“Am I really

gave her answer without any hesitation “Yes,

have someone like her around

muttered, “You’re evil”

heard the exchange

you’ll say ‘All bail

now on,

teased, “Don’t worry, we’ll be your witnesses. Let’s call up for the fried

bins along

thinking ead,” anotherremarked.

though. “Shley, go for it. Mr. Clarke and I

two old racing fans, What was going on? Hadley nodded