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.

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

collided with me, standing

helmet. "Sorry, I was in a hurry. You're not hurt,

kept my voice low,

"It's fine," I muttered.

I was comfortable with, his brows furrowing

might say something more, I almost shook fearing that he might have recognized

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

reveal my identity now, especially

lowered my voice and said, "I'm sorry sir, I think

had said, his voice casual

the sound of it, you're a

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tension that rose in my chest and answered as calmly

though I were walking a tightrope, unsure of which way I

expression softening into something

of your team. Good luck with getting a good

him to the race course and inside

filled the air, a cacophony of power and raw

tightened on the steering wheel as I glanced at

world outside the cockpit was a blur of color and movement, but inside, it was just

echoed in my

a fan of

had looked at me, the flicker

to push it aside, focusing instead on the

not to dissect every nuance