Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 90

The sky was gloomy and dark clouds were rolling. There were very few people on the streets. The lively car racing track in the east of the city was a little out of place.

This track was one of the few racing venues in the country that was used to hold the FIA Formula 1 World Championship. It was only open to the public every year when there was a rally or a friendly competition.

At this moment, three cars of different colors were roaring at the starting point of the track, as if they were provoking each other.

As the referee waved the flag in his hand, the three cars instantly rushed out like wild horses.

Although it was said to be a simple match when they came, easy to arouse a man’s desire to win on the track.

was

The competition became more and more intense. These three cars were almost evenly matched.

After five laps, the black Aventador driven by David successfully crossed the line, followed by Landon, and the last was Jimmy.

After the three of them got out of the car, a few staff members immediately went forward to check on the cars.

his helmet and shook his messy hair.

like that made Jimmy

how many rounds we compete

so boring. I was holding back just now. If you have the gut, compete with me again.” Jimmy looked at

hand, pulled open the collar of his protective suit, and said

that David was holding the helmet in one hand

it

looked up at the

Jimmy finished speaking,

of the floor–to–ceiling windows

think David has something on his mind? Otherwise, why would he be so looking

looked over. A playful smile flashed across Landon’s eyes. “Perhaps he was dumped?”

hand. “He’s not even in

stood there, thousands of hundreds of women would volunteer to approach

there was a faint meaningful smile on his

them were discussing, they

a simple sentence, but it made

them looked at each other with a flash of