After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 128

The car was ready, and the team gave me the signal.

Slipping into my racing suit, I felt the familiar weight of the helmet as I fastened it into place.

The suit clung to me like a second skin, and for the first time in years, I felt the adrenaline building. This was it.

On my way to the car, I noticed a swarm of media gathered near the entrance.

geras flashed incessantly, the reporters circling two figures who stood in the middle of the frenzy.

My heart skipped a beat as I recognized them-Leo and Narik.

The famous rich brothers.

Leo, tall and brooding, was trying to fend off questions, his patience clearly thinning.

Narik on the other hand, seemed to revel in the attention, a mocking smile playing on his lips as he answered questions with biting sarcasm.

One reporter thrust a microphone in Leo's face.

"Are you here to support your brother's race?"

Leo's jaw tightened.

"No," he said coldly. "I'm here for a conference. I came because the organizers invited me after it."

Narik, standing beside him, chuckled darkly.

"My brother doesn't care that I'm racing. He probably didn't even know. Right, Leo?"

The tension between the brothers was palpable, and the media, sensing blood in the water, pressed harder with questions, their cameras flashing relentlessly.

made a swift move to leave, his long legs carrying him quickly

broke free, he collided with me,

me up and down, though my face remained hidden beneath my helmet. "Sorry, I was in

low, trying to mask any

"It's fine," I muttered.

me for a second longer than I was comfortable with, his brows furrowing as if trying to

I feared he might say something more, I almost shook fearing that

but

identity now, especially with

my voice and said, "I'm sorry sir, I think you have the wrong

a Sparco Racing Team racing suit," Leo had

sound of it, you're

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suppressed the tension that rose in my chest and answered as calmly as I

walking

raised an eyebrow, his expression softening into something akin

Luna is a fan of your team. Good luck with getting a good

away from him to

the air,

as I glanced at the dashboard.

cockpit was a blur of color and movement, but inside, it

words echoed in my

is a fan of

had looked

it aside, focusing instead on

to race, not to dissect every