Resurrecting the Genius Within

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.

waited at the finish line and craned their necks, watching the live feed on

loudly taunted Alex’s teammates.

to catch up with them.

preparing to overtake, Danny’s car suddenly accelerated

to catch up with them, but when the opportunity to overtake presented itself

in front suddenly sped up again.

got close, that

so great that he was unable to keep up, so she decelerated, allowing him to approach before speeding off

toying with him like a cat with a mouse. When he saw Danny’s smug expression from the passenger

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insane, totally dominating the

who talks trash about women drivers, I’ll be the

letting those guys strut around for a

ready to strip and crawl away,

This is all you Cheshian trash can do.” Alex’s teammates were fuming.

than you cheating scum. You lack any sense of sportsmanship, yet you claim to be professionals. I’m embarrassed for

start and still lost. Can’t even beat a girl. Maybe you

began

were taking place in the audience.

was all

was nearing its end. Completely frustrated and enraged

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

done this dirty move before, but Isabelle was prepared. She swiftly

off the track, flipping over ourside of the

tried to play dirty and crash

were furious. Already on edge from the argument, they charged at

stood no chance

sports car crossed the finish