Fake heiress Real heroine

Chapter 33

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“How’s that? Pretty exciting, huh?” Stanley asked, leading her to the best spot and pointing to the cars zooming below.

Quinlyn nodded slowly,

She’d been in cars with criminals before, sometimes even hiding in the trunk just to track them. When the car sped up, it was like every bump jolted her, and her heart raced like crazy.

Seeing her eyes locked on the cars, Stanley thought she was into it. He grinned and added, “Til do a couple of laps for you so you can see how it’s really done.”

But Quinlyn shook her head firmly and said in a serious tone, “It’s too dangerous,”

She couldn’t understand why anyone would want to drive that fast without being ready for a high–speed chase.

“Don’t worry. I come here all the time. The track is super safe, Stanley assured her, clearly enjoying how worried she was. His own excitement just kept growing.

Her trust in Larry as a friend had sparked his competitive side. Now, he was determined to show her who the real pro was on

the track.

As he turned to look for Larry, he spotted him in the stands below, clearly arguing with someone.

Stanley frowned. He quickly turned back to Quinlyn and ordered, “Stay here. I’ll go check it out.”

Without another word, he dashed off, his long legs carrying him quickly across the stands.

Quinlyn, not tall enough to see what was going on, could only hear some voices. Stepping out of the stands, she walked down the corridor and leaned against the railing for a better view. Down below, she saw Larry face–to–face with a group of

guys.

There were about seven or eight men in their thirties, all rough around the edges. Tattoos peeked from under their sleeves, and their eyes screamed trouble.

“Larry, don’t do anything stupid,’ Stanley said, grabbing Larry’s arm to stop him from getting any closer. “This is your place. If you don’t want to race, no one can force you. Just get them to leave.”

anything, the group of men burst

race? Fine. But from now on, the mountain road track’s reputation is ruined. Larry’s known for taking on anyone, but it looks like he only picks easy fights, the bald guy at

Taking a step forward, he said, “Who are you calling a kid? Let’s race.

wider. “Alright, I admire your courage. One round

his eyes, “How do you want to

bald man replied confidently, clearly pushing the limit. “But here’s the

Without hesitation, he nodded. “Fine. But

headed toward the garage,

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him back. “Can’t you see they’re here to cause trouble? They’re after you! What are you gonna do if something goes wrong in

Face?”

happens, it happens,” he said, shrugging. “If they

Stanley’s anger flared. He was about to get exasperated, but then something stopped him. He remembered his younger days and how reckless he used to be lost and directionless. His head throbbed, the

area. Then she saw the big guys standing by their

the one with yellow hair, smirked as he said to the

long drag from his cigarette and snorted, “Rich kids like him don’t have a clue.

agreed, kicking his cigarette out. His eyes were cold, full of malice. “If he didn’t have money, his illegitimate siblings wouldn’t have paid us to handle

if we could cripple him–make sure he’s useless for the rest

him, shook his head, and warned, “Keep it together. Stick to the plan. We’re supposed to push him off the guardrail on the curve. The fall from the mountain will do the job as the client told us. No

guy mumbled, scratching his head, but he reluctantly

Quinlyn stepped out from the shadows. She lingered, watching

border, she knew the signs. She could tell who had blood on their hands.

had definitely killed before.

sounded like they were hired to

target was Larry.

the ones Larry had commented on, calling them “Cinderella’s glass slippers. He’d insisted they were pretty, so he’d swiped his card to buy them

bought her a fancy dress, one that was way

something clicked in her mind.

her mind, her eyes hardening with resolve. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a

to the starting line, his car revving softly as he lined