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.

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

he broke free, he collided with me, standing

he asked, his voice sharp, his eyes scanning me up and down, though my face remained hidden beneath my helmet. "Sorry, I was in a hurry. You're not hurt, are you?" For a moment, panic seized me.

low, trying

"It's fine," I muttered.

gaze lingered on me for a second longer than I was

I feared he might say something more,

voice sounds somewhat familiar." Leo looked at me suspiciously, "It's very abrupt, but could you

can't reveal my identity now, especially with

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

suit," Leo had said, his voice

sound of it, you're a female

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Chapter 128

that rose in my chest and answered as calmly

though I were walking a tightrope, unsure of which way

raised an eyebrow, his expression softening into something akin to

team. Good luck with getting

away from him to the race course and inside

filled the air, a cacophony of power

the steering wheel as I glanced

a blur of color and movement, but inside, it

words echoed

a fan of

over again, the way he had looked at me, the flicker of recognition that made

tried to push it aside, focusing

to dissect

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