Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 38

Audrey POV

relix tamed quite excited. “You won’t believe whos here! This grip on my wrist was surprisingly strany as he tugged me forward cons of het nu m you to my childhood best friend!”

I was still riding the high, the thrill of racing pulsing through my veins. Even Astrid seemed caught up in the moment, leuing Felix pull her along 198 as we approached the entrance, everything changed.

Blake Parker stood there, his tall frame unmistakable even at a distance. What stopped me cold wasn’t his presence – Id half expected him to show up after Felix’s messages. No, it was the sight of Laurel Rose wrapped in his arms, her head tucked perfectly against his chest.

1 yanked my hand free from Felix’s grip, taking an instinctive step backward. Beside me, Astrid made a sound of disgust.

What a bad luck,” she muttered, loud enough for Felix to hear. “Running into them here.”

Felix’s eager smile froze. “You… have some history with Mr. Parker and Miss Rose?*

Astrid let out a cold laugh. “History? That doesn’t begin to cover it! I tell you

Before she finished. “Felix. Blake cut through, his voice carrying that particular note of polite distance as he walked towards us. Then his gaze landed on Astrid and me, his expression hardening. “What brings you here?”

Before I could respond, Astrid stepped partially in front of me. “Any problem? I wasn’t aware Long Island Raceway had your name on the deed, Mr. Parker.”

The corner of his mouth twitched, probably due to annoyance or amusement. “Since when do you race?” His tone carried that familiar edge of condescension that never failed to get under my skin.

I had intended to walk away. Really, I had. But something about his tone, that implicit judgment that I couldn’t possibly know anything about this world of his…

“I learned many years ago,” I said, keeping my voice deliberately neutral.

they had facilities for

not at the insult itself, but at how easily he still, fell into these patterns. How readily

country means I must be completely ignorant and uncultured?” I met his gaze

his eyes had that dangerous glint I

his curiosity elsewhere. Some things aren’t

Felix’s voice carried a note of dawning

could almost laugh at Felix’s shocked expression. His eyes darted between Blake and me, clearly struggling to process what he was witnessing. After all, Blake Parker was New York’s golden boy.

was, not only talking back but delivering/a string of retorts as if he were any other entitled rich boy at the track.

taught me to read the subtle tightening around his almost imperceptible clench of his jaw. This wasn’t his fury – this

We’re not anymore. It’s that simple.” I turned back to my race car, letting the

role the gracious peacemaker. “Even if there’s been some unpleasantness between us, we should maintain

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the briefest glance, the kind you’d give to somente when completely fed rouck

out in per Laurel still stood together – New York’s power couple, exactly at the d always dreamed they

detail that spoke volumes. In

social gathering, every charity gala, every Parket family event. She’d wield the title like a reminder

I

Is this her way of

maintenance crew finished their work, I’d take a few victory laps. Not to show off, but to celebrate. After all, some endings deserved to

Blake’s POV

I watched Audrey settle into her race car before turning to the woman beside me. ‘Would you

mocking undertone. Her eyes gleamed with a dangerous light I recognized all too well. “Why don’t we make this interesting? A race between her and Audrey? Mr. Parker

the flash of panic in Laurel’s eyes

arm across her shoulders, meeting Astrid’s challenge with a cold smile. “What are we