Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Chapter 529

Half an hour later, at the starting line, a dazzling and well-designed modified Maserati caught everyone's eye-a car Oliver had poured substantial resources into transforming.

Oliver handed Yvette a schematic while she was already in her racing suit. "Yvette, here's the map of the Death Road circuit.

"Take a quick look and memorize what you can. I'll be in the passenger seat guiding you, so if we coordinate well, we should reach the finish line easily.

Yvette nodded slightly, glanced through the track map, and, with just a cursory look, committed the route to memory. She had a remarkable photographic memory, and moments later, she returned the map to Oliver.

Oliver blinked in surprise. "Yvette, these routes are quite intricate. Aren't you going to take another look?"

Unhurried, Yvette donned her gloves and replied, "No need, I've memorized it."

Oliver felt skeptical. He struggled to believe she could absorbs such a complex map so quickly; after all, the human brain isn't a computer.

He merely nodded, deciding not to press her. He committed to racing alongside Yvette and would provide navigation from the passenger seat

Oliver's main goal now was to complete the race safely. The stakes could be discussed later he wouldn't let Yvette herself against Benedict.

risk

Benedict, seated in his nearby sports car, was aware that his vehicle had undergone the most professional modifications, and he had participated in countless races. As he observed Yvette, resplendent in her racing suit, his nefarious thoughts intensified.

flag, all the cars surged forward like arrowy released from a bow, The crowd watched in awe as a kaleidoscope of colors burst forth, with the initial straightaway revealing the difference in speed. Most striking were Yvette's red Maserati and Benedict's blue Lamborghini, capturing everyone's

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the news while racing? If he hadn't been distracted by the rushing landscape outside, he might have

easier than his daily meals. Competing against a girl like Yvette felt like mere formality, lacking any real challenge. Accelerating, shifting gears, and speeding up again, Benedict maneuvered around a curve, the Maserati trailing closely behind,

her movements fluid and confident. Nonchalantly, she retrieved a piece of candy from her pocket, steered the Maserati with one hand,d enjoyed her treat, completely relaxed. As Yvette pressed the accelerator, the two cars tightened their proximity. But Benedict sull dominated the pace, keeping

anxious than before, recognized Yvette's skill handling the car. Yet,

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success still felt improbable. Thankfully, the

ahead, a sly smile playing on her lips and mischief sparkling

the halfway mark. As they ascended the mountain, the road lacked guardrails. where

more dangerous segment loomed ahead-where the

about to enter a more treacherous

than a car in front misjudged the curve, accelerated without braking, and

increased her speed, her demeanor unaffected. She continued to accelerate, seemingly oblivious to the

white as he gripped the safety handle

her focus ahead and slammed on the accelerator. "Slow down! We're turning! Accelerating through that curve could be fatal!" Oliver shouted in desperation. Seeing that Yvette had no intention of slowing down, he could only shut his eyes tightly and

pulled the handbrake with exhilarating precision. The car swerved gracefully, her steering spot-on as she merged back onto the track, performing the

fortitude and experience. The slightest error could lead to the same fate as the car that had just vanished over the cliff. After a minute, Oliver dared to slowly open his eyes,