Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 167:

The Silverstone Circuit was buzzing with activity by ten o’clock the next morning, hosting a joint race that was a stark contrast to the clandestine midnight race Norah had last attended. This time, the event was grander, with international acclaim.

Alice, seated beside Norah, couldn’t hide her excitement as she took in the scene.

“This is on another level,” she exclaimed.

“I spotted Antoni among the crowd, along with young nobles from prominent families. It seems like all the celebrated drivers from both nations have shown up.”

Turning her attention back to Norah, Alice’s curiosity was piqued.

“How are you feeling about this? Confident?”

Norah’s demeanor remained calm.

“Absolutely.”

Norah recalled her previous defeat to Nocturne at the Krusa Mountain Racing, attributing the loss to being out of practice. This time, she was determined not to let history repeat itself.

Alice’s eyes sparkled mischievously.

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“Alright, I’m placing another 500 chips on you. When you win, we’ll go and celebrate at an amazing spot I know.”

Her grin hinted at plans that were likely less than wholesome.

Norah merely shot her a glance, choosing to humor her friend’s antics with silence.

As they joined other spectators, the anticipation in the air was palpable, with the kickoff still an hour away. Alice, ever the supportive friend, placed her bets on Norah and returned with intriguing news.

“A racer with a Cesland name is listed. He’s competing today.”

Norah’s interest was piqued.

“Really?”

was unfamiliar, but you’ll spot him when

distinct features,

team are here as well,” Alice shared

great to see

with a lit cigarette in hand, mentioned, “He reached out to you for today’s event, didn’t he? You’re truly remarkable. We simply couldn’t say no

was a testament to their commendable driving abilities, something Cristiano and his peers eagerly

looking overly concerned, asked,

you hungry? Did you get

observed the duo vying for Norah’s attention, a smirk playing on his lips. Despite their earlier jests about his own efforts to impress Norah, here they

amusing. Knowing they were her fans added a

please, resembled pets vying for their

arena filled up and the competitors took their positions, the reality set in for Alice that she wouldn’t be able to join Norah in the passenger seat this time. Instead, she would watch the

hesitating as he recalled the name he’d

stoic Sean, considering Sean’s participation as a form of leisure. Any unfounded speculation

delve into

thirty cars aligned eagerly at the starting line, the

countdown echoed, engines roared to life, propelling

began a methodical advance through the ranks, showcasing

mired in the pack, struggling to find an

to maintain a decent pace, yet remained steps behind Norah’s

was immediately apparent. The racers exhibited skills well beyond the ordinary, executing overtakes and drifts

challenging curve, Norah’s car edged into fourth, her strategic maneuvering paying off. The race leader, a sleek black car, cut through the air with ease, maintaining a formidable lead

race

to surge ahead in the race’s latter stages, anticipating the

off-guard, witnessing their dismay at being overtaken,

thrill of competition, the moment of victory captured

car—seemingly boosted by an unseen force—gained momentum, swiftly

palpable. Success hinged on overtaking the leader in these final

lounge, Cristiano watched anxiously, his fists clenched as he rooted for

come on! You’ve got to