Chapter 114 Not Just a Pretty Face

It seemed like Danny had a pretty impressive major.

Danny teased, “Give it a guess.”

Isabelle didn’t bother responding.

“Come on, are you socially clueless, or are you just unaware of who I am? You’ve been at school for days: haven’t you heard?” Danny chattered on until he noticed the referee raising his gun.

He instantly shut his mouth.

Before the referee could fire the gun, Alex’s car surged forward, with the gunshot following a second later.

*F*ck! He jumped right start! What a cheater!”

Danny and his lackeys immediately erupted into curses.

“What a shameless move! Jumping the start like that! Is this the level of sportsmanship in the Melfrey racing scene?”

Isabelle floored the gas pedal to catch up.

After pulling ahead and cursing his rivals for being fools, Alex had been laughing triumphantly. Just as he was laughing at them, he suddenly heard the roar of an engine approaching fast.

In the next instant, Isabelle’s car whizzed past him.

Alex’s laughter turned into disbelief as he saw Danny’s car in front of him.

Danny laughed out loud and raised a middle finger at Alex. He enjoyed the look of utter disbelief on Alex’s face.

finish line and craned their necks, watching the

loudly taunted Alex’s

accelerated to catch up with them. He

preparing to overtake, Danny’s car suddenly accelerated

opportunity to overtake presented itself and he was ready to overtake his

suddenly

time he got close, that

two occasions, the distance was so great that he was unable to keep up,

a mouse. When he saw Danny’s smug expression

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driving skill is just insane, totally

women drivers, I’ll

been hiding this ace up his sleeve, letting those guys strut around for a month. Finally,

strip and crawl

This is all you Cheshian trash can do.”

You lack any sense of

still lost. Can’t even beat a girl. Maybe you should sell

groups began

place in the audience.

the track, it was all about speed.

was nearing its end. Completely frustrated and enraged with the

final turn, instead of slowing down, he floored the gas, aiming to ram into the silver sports car out of sheer spite.

had done this dirty move before, but Isabelle was prepared.

veered off the track, flipping over ourside of the racetrack.

to play dirty and crash her!”

were furious. Already on edge from

no chance against the physically fit professional racers.

silver sports car crossed the finish

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