He only wanted to race with Amelie and did not want to complicate matters.

“Isn’t she a good racer? Can’t she adapt to even a minor change?” Ashton went on sarcastically, “It looks like Dash can only race in broad daylight and on a straight road. What kind of dashing is that?”

His words were mean, undermining all of her previous accomplishments.

However, Amelie simply smiled. She casually looked around and asked, “Do you want me to agree to this race that badly?”

Her sharp gaze seemed to be able to cut through the darkness. Elyse, who was hiding in the audience seats, happened to meet Amelie’s gaze and the coldness in it shocked her.

Despite knowing that Amelie couldn’t see her, Elyse couldn’t help but be startled.

She felt Amelie’s question was directed at her for some inexplicable reason.

No… It can’t be!

Amelie doesn’t know I’ll be here!

Elyse tried to console herself before putting on a brave expression and raising her head. When she looked at Amelie again, the woman had already turned her head away, showcasing only her fair neck from behind.

“I agree to it,” Amelie said as she casually strapped on her helmet.

Hearing that, Elyse felt her tenseness decrease and a cunning smile appeared on her face.

Truth was, she was the one who summoned Ashton.

Besides, she also gave him the idea to hold the race in the manner he suggested.

Ashton ignorantly thought that Elyse’s suggestion to hold the race in such a way was merely to scare Amelie. He had no idea that she had an ulterior motive.

Though Elyse couldn’t find out anything from Amelie’s eyes when she looked at her today, from the cornea transplant consent form Ellen brought back previously, it was stated clearly that the donor had donated her left eye’s cornea.

If Amelie was indeed the donor, she wouldn’t be able to see anything with her left eye right now.

With her right eye blindfolded, she would be akin to a blind person.

And how could a blind person race?

Elyse had already thought of ways for Ashton to force Amelie to agree to his suggestion by hook or by crook.

But unexpectedly to her, Amelie readily agreed to it.

Thus, Elyse only had to wait for Amelie’s performance now.

successfully, it meant that there were no issues with her

the times he was abandoned. Even if Amelie told him the truth in the

identity at all, especially given that she had lost her eyesight in her

one who donated her cornea, racing with her right eye blindfolded would almost certainly result in a fatal accident, saving Elyse the need to

Amelie had agreed to Ashton’s suggestion, Chris did not say anything further. He quickly took two scarves from Ashton’s grasp and handed the

much thought and simply felt that the bright red

murmured, her smile as beautiful as a

captivating!

everyone else and jumped into the driver’s seat of the

then took out her phone

fingers clicked on some settings, and the entire race route

delicate woman’s voice resonated from the phone. “Racing

the red scarf. She then

the audio broadcast function, the fact that she couldn’t

with Julia so many times that a new race route

Chris noticed Amelie setting the navigation on her phone and assumed it was her

he sneered, thinking that Amelie was indeed incompetent since she needed to set the navigation for

on the other hand, couldn’t see what Amelie had done as the latter was already in her

all three cars then went

a bell sound to his phone and connected it to

bell rang, the three cars took off like arrows

up slowly as she saw the cars getting further away, her gaze fixed firmly on Amelie’s

past all the curves and spun freely, as if it

one would have guessed that this was a dangerous sport

wrong with Amelie’s eyes? Elyse pondered as she clutched her platinum bag tightly,

was set

minutes, Amelie’s car had stopped at the original starting point,

differences were only two to three seconds, such a difference meant a lot to

you’re indeed fast!” Chris

out of the car and removed her red scarf while smiling

yet

with a time difference of thirty

them, a defeated expression could

but she proved to be more

Ashton’s previous words were now a slap in

After all, he was a young master from a wealthy family who had never

he slapped his helmet on his steering wheel, venting his

his phone’s notification alarm rang, notifying him that he had a

message from Elyse, he

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