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

he collided with me, standing just off

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

my voice low, trying to mask any

"It's fine," I muttered.

longer than I was comfortable

slightly, and I feared he might say something more, I almost shook fearing

Leo looked at me suspiciously, "It's very abrupt, but could you please

reveal my identity now, especially with the race

voice and said, "I'm sorry

Leo had said, his voice casual but filled

of it, you're a female

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in my chest and answered as calmly as I

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

raised an eyebrow, his expression softening into something akin to

luck with getting a good result today, she'll be very happy to see

and moved away from him to the race course

roar of engines filled the air, a cacophony of

I glanced at the dashboard. Everything was

a blur of color and

echoed

is a fan

way he had looked at

push it aside,

race, not to