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.”

expression darkening like an impending storm. Oliver stepped closer to the

yellow car… Ms. Campbell

body stiff with tension. Without another word, he turned

wait!” Oliver called, hurrying after

like this, Ms.

him and strode out,

modified. Arion drives like a street racer. If he keeps putting pressure on one side of the tires, they’ll blow

took the stairs two at a time, moving

car screeched to a halt near

pulling a pack of cigarettes from

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

the driver yelled,

the hell

glance, Kristopher slid into the driver’s seat and

stormed

out a thick wad of cash from his pocket and shoved