My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

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.”

darkening like an impending

yellow car… Ms. Campbell is

with tension. Without another word, he turned and headed

Oliver called, hurrying

you keep interfering like this, Ms. Campbell is

him and strode out, his voice cold

been modified. Arion drives like a street racer. If he keeps putting pressure on

took the stairs two at

a race car screeched to a halt

out, pulling a pack of cigarettes

marched over to the car, grabbed the driver by the collar, and shoved him

the driver yelled,

hell

Kristopher slid into the driver’s

driver stormed toward

out a thick wad