Still going after Flora, huh? Some nerve. The Jones family really thought they could mess around behind the scenes with folks you'd normally have to tip your hat to. "Alright, drag him to the track!" Joe barked.

A public apology was in order. He needed to admit his mistakes in front of everyone, pay up, and then get booted from Racing Club 257. Joe was about to storm off when- "Hold up," Moss interjected.

"Our boss said Ms. Flora likes a good time, but let's keep it classy, nothing too rough," Moss explained.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Joe's eyebrows knitted together.

Moss took his time with the reply. "Joe, doesn't this seem off?"

The assistant was floored. Connor was sharp as a tack but bending the rules like this?

"If Joe's not on board, no worries; I'll handle it myself," Moss said with a polished smile.

Joe was exasperated. "Did I say no? Let's go with your plan!"

of Racing Club 257, was

with a snort,

assistant quickly

...

track and filled

replied coolly, giving Flora's hand a reassuring squeeze. "All sorted." "Great," Flora said, her tongue fiddling with a piece of candy Connor

high platform, and the race rolled on. Adrian trudged onto the stage,

family had

help. The

257, and Adrian knew

last in this draw, and he and Andy

noticed Adrian's somber mood and chuckled to himself. Already feeling the heat? The real drama hadn't even started yet. "Adrian, you've lost three rounds already. If I were you, I'd just bow out

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