Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Grace said, “Son, as long as you want to study, I will support you, whether it’s for a double degree or even ten degrees! I’m so happy right now. If you’re joking, please tell me, or else I’ll take you seriously!”

Joe smiled and hugged Grace’s arm. “Mom, can’t I truly want to be like my brother and make you proud?”

Grace rubbed his yellow hair affectionately. “I used to be proud of you, but after you dyed your hair yellow, not so much.”

Joe was speechless. “Then I’ll dye it back.”

Grace immediately handed him a card from the hair salon. “Go quickly. It closes at midnight, so there’s still time today.”

Joe was delighted, realizing his mother had been unhappy with his yellow hair for a long time. “Alright, alright, I’ll go now.”

As she handed him his coat and sent him out, Grace asked, “Sweetheart, earlier you mentioned that someone talked to you, and that’s what made you change your mind. Was it your teacher?”

“Not my teacher, but he does like to teach others,” Joe replied. Though, in reality, he was just a crafty liar—an extremely capable one.

Grace was curious. “He just said a few words, and you suddenly saw the light? I’ve talked to you countless times, and nothing changed.”

I won, he’d let me join his team. He’s ten years older than me, and at that moment, I thought, ‘How

He wasn’t really trying to recruit me; he just wanted to

Joe’s words unintentionally hurt her, but she had to admit, there weren’t many people in Rivera who could out-earn the Esper family. She thought hard and suddenly

Joe was persuaded to return to school. Connecting the dots, Grace felt it was likely

didn’t respond directly. She only told Joe to come

Grace’s shift in mood. He

late, and the race starts in a few hours. Why aren’t you

a pang of nostalgia, but when he remembered his promise to Keegan and the hope he’d given

shocked. “Are you serious? We’ve been planning this for ages, and now you’re backing out? What’s

don’t see the point anymore. I’ve wasted a lot of time and want to catch

down? Your family’s loaded—what’s the point? Quit joking and get over here. There’s a million-dollar

The prize money was tempting, but it was never about the money for Joe. His family had plenty. He joined the race for the thrill, hoping to meet a former F1 driver rumored to be

shared a passion for racing, but now he saw some of them were in it solely for

where drivers risked their lives, betting everything for a big payout. He

understood what Keegan meant about goals and motivations. He’d chosen the wrong

newfound clarity, Joe said, “I’m serious. I won’t be participating in these races anymore. You should avoid them too—one