Chapter 742:

Dariel’s smirk didn’t falter.

“You’re thinking too much. Just focus on the race. Worrying about Arion’s safety won’t help you win.

Think about how they’ll gloat if you lose. Do you really want to give them the satisfaction?”

For a moment, Torrie hesitated, her grip on the wheel faltering. But Dariel’s final words struck a nerve. Her jaw clenched, and a fierce determination flared in her eyes.

Upstairs, in a private lounge overlooking the racetrack, Kristopher stood by the window, his sharp eyes fixed on the cars speeding down the track.

“Have you found out which room Carrie is in?” Kristopher asked, his voice low and clipped.

Oliver, standing stiffly behind him, wiped at the sweat forming on his brow.

“She’s two rooms away from us… but she’s already gone downstairs. Arion and Torrie are racing.” Oliver hesitated, then added nervously, “And… it looks like Ms. Campbell is Arion’s co-driver.”

those words, Kristopher turned sharply, his expression darkening like an impending storm. Oliver stepped

yellow car… Ms.

tension. Without another word, he turned and headed for the

Norris, wait!” Oliver called,

like this, Ms.

strode out, his

If he

took the stairs two at a time,

a race car screeched to a halt

a pack

the driver by the

crazy?” the driver yelled, staggering back

the hell

Kristopher slid into the driver’s seat and slammed the

stormed toward

pulled out a thick wad of cash from his pocket and shoved

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