A deal with the devil

Chapter 133

Charlie and Tomas stood utterly defeated, their faces pale with despair as the staff members desperately tried to maintain order.

Shirley had never imagined that Turbo Impact would fall into such min

She stared at the wrecked race cars, her fury mounting, Grabbing the arm of an older man nearby, she asked, “I’m Shirley Weiss, the new racer joining the team. Who did this to the cars?”

The man, Bernard Musker, was responsible for managing the team’s vehicles. Tomas had informed the staff of Shirley’s arrival the day before, so he recognized

her.

Bernard responded with deep anguish. “You’ll have to ask Mr. Clarke. This time, Turbo Impact has truly hit rock bottom. The damage is too great, and the team can’t recover. I’m afraid Turbo Impact is finished. Ms. Weiss, you’d be better oft loolding for another team. There’s nothing left here.

with that, Bernard returned to the crowd, trying his best to keep things from spiraling further out of control. He shouted for everyone to calm down and promised them that the team would find a solution.

Unfortunately, his voice was quickly drowned out by the rising uproar.

Shirley frowned deeply and stepped away. She returned to Benjamin and whispered, “The entire team has been wrecked. All the cars have been destroyed.”

chillingly indifferent. “Then let’s go.”

the megaphone. “Everyone, calm down! Arguing won’t solve anything. We’ll make sure you get a fair resolution. Can we all quiet

Charlie’s shout, the noisy crowd gradually

at the sea of familiar faces. After taking two deep breaths, he slowly began, “I’ll sell the training grounds, so you don’t have to worry about your money. The penalty fees will be paid according to the contracts, down to the last

will it take?” someone asked.

later than a week”

asked was clearly dissatisfied. “One week? What if you sell the land behind our backs and runoff with the money? Who

keep coming here to monitor things every day. I remember that the owner of Team 666 came here before. Call him now.” “Yes, call

him! Call

chanting for the call to be

finger at the two men leading the commotion “Mark, Roger! You traitors! What

their relentless chanting, “call him! Call him now!”

orchestrated by Richard. In this situation, Tomas had no choice but to contact Richard, giving him the leverage to lower the price.

a good price. He only wanted to end this nightmare so he could finally rest. Tomas thought to himself, “Tristan. I’ve let you down. Dad couldn’t fulfill your

amidst