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.”

tone was chillingly indifferent. “Then

was about to turn and leave, Charlie’s voice rang out through the megaphone. “Everyone, calm down! Arguing won’t solve anything. We’ll make sure you get a fair resolution. Can we all

the noisy crowd

the training grounds, so you don’t have to worry about your money. The penalty fees

will it take?”

later

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

here to monitor things every day. I remember that the owner

him! Call him now!”

again, chanting for the call to be made

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

continued their relentless chanting, “call

Tomas had no choice but to contact

on Tomas. He no longer cared about getting a good price. He only wanted to end this nightmare so he could finally rest. Tomas thought to himself, “Tristan. I’ve let

closed his eyes in anguish. After a few seconds, amidst the deafening noise, his trembling