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 let’s go.”

as Benjamin 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

the noisy crowd gradually fell silent.

to Tomas, who looked out 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

long will it take?”

later than a week”

person who asked was clearly dissatisfied. “One week? What if you sell the land behind our

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

him! Call him

chanting for the call to be made immediately.

the commotion “Mark, Roger! You traitors!

crowd continued their relentless chanting, “call him! Call him

meticulously orchestrated by Richard. In this situation, Tomas had no choice

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 you down. Dad couldn’t fulfill your last wish.”

few seconds, amidst