Chapter 690 A Public Contest

Among the bodyguards, all of whom were top-tier experts in their respective fields, Alan was renowned as the most skilled driver. His usual duty was to chauffeur Micah, a task he performed with unmatched precision and grace. Until today, Alan had never met an opponent who could challenge his driving prowess.

The silver Rolls-Royce Phantom, a symbol of luxury and power, glided through the bustling traffic with ease, maintaining a consistent lead. Alan, in his pursuit, found himself constantly trailing by a significant distance of over forty feet. "Alan, what's happening? Close the gap!" Andrew's voice echoed with urgency.

Sweat trickled down Alan's forehead as he pressed harder on the accelerator, but to no avail. The elusive Phantom remained tantalizingly out of reach. The sting of this unexpected failure sparked a surge of determination in Alan, his teeth clenched as he pushed the car to its limits.

"Come on, don't let a woman best you," Andrew's voice was laced with a fiery determination, the memory of a challenge issued by the female bodyguard in the Phantom still fresh in his mind. Today, they were determined to claim victory. The female bodyguard, hidden behind dark sunglasses, maneuvered the Phantom with the skill of a seasoned pilot. In the passenger seat, Annika James watched the trailing car in the rearview mirror, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips. "They won't be catching up with us anytime soon."

In the back seat, Sadie sat with her eyes closed, her voice steady as she instructed, "Safety first."

"Yes, Miss James!" Annika responded promptly.

Arya, the driver, glanced at the black Rolls-Royce in the rearview mirror, her brow furrowing in concentration. "Arya, what's wrong? Speed up," Annika urged.

to know what he's doing." "Then let's

lead, the black Rolls-Royce managed

focus unwavering as he maintained

cars were now running parallel, a mere three

view was obstructed by shadows. He could only infer

figure in the adjacent car. Despite only seeing a silhouette, she felt

to get a better look, "It's

"Slow down," Sadie instructed.

it." Arya eased off

black Rolls-Royce matched their pace, maintaining the parallel formation regardless of their

getting annoying," Arya muttered through gritted teeth,

window slightly, revealing a pair of clear, alert eyes. The car

met, but the emotions they

of pride, arrogance, and

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