My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 749

Nathalia told Cooper to inform the car dealer to send the sports car to Baykeep directly.

Only then did Cooper know she was already a member of a private car racing club, and she wanted to go there to join a competition. He was dumbfounded at that instant.

After making the phone call, Cooper said worryingly, “I'll go with you.”

If Jack had not been careless and allowed Genevieve to go to Baykeep alone, Lilian would not have had the opportunity to kidnap Genevieve. In that case, the current unpleasant circumstances would not have happened either.

“You don't know the first thing about racing. Why do you want to go?” Nathalia waved her hand. “I texted Yuvan on WhatsApp. He'll be going to Baykeep with me.”

Baykeep was the Zeigler family's territory. With Yuvan around, Cooper did not have any objections.

At eleven o'clock in the morning two days later, Nathalia and Yuvan arrived at Baykeep. The moment they departed to the racing club, someone immediately updated their whereabouts to Jack.

Jack narrowed his eyes while listening to his subordinate's report.

do as she pleased. Since he could not control her movements, Jack could only arrange for someone to monitor her around the

not know Genevieve was adept at car racing. Moreover, Nathalia had even chosen a

if Nathalia went there to participate for fun because the club had coincidentally hosted a

the document from his subordinate. He noticed all the members were heirs to affluent

at the bar the other night. The papers in his hand became

should we

coldly, “Just keep an eye on her in secret and don't allow her to

“All right, Mr. Valentine...”

provide Nathalia with further assistance by

racers. However, there was none among the private

pretty, but their feminine image became tarnished when they engaged in car

and whispered, “Do you believe she

alluring figure and gorgeous face, Evan reckoned she looked more like a

she's quite fond of car racing. This tournament is just a platform for your club members to have fun, isn't it? Just let her enjoy

dirt on you?” Evan

glanced at Nathalia, who was standing before the fish tank, playing with the fish, and said in resignation, “I need her to be my model for my new art exhibition next year. I