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

loudly taunted Alex’s

with them. He floored the

as he was closing the gap and preparing to overtake, Danny’s car suddenly accelerated

to overtake

car in front suddenly sped

time he got close, that car would speed

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

with him like a cat with a mouse. When he saw Danny’s smug expression from the passenger seat, Alex angrily

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4%%%

just insane, totally dominating

women drivers, I’ll be the first to

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

and crawl away, you

you; aren’t you shameless? This is all you

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

the start and still lost. Can’t even beat a girl. Maybe you should sell your cars and go home

two groups began

taking place in the

it was all about speed.

nearing its end. Completely frustrated and enraged with the whole race,

aiming to

this dirty move before, but Isabelle was

veered off the track, flipping

That scumbag tried to play dirty

were furious. Already on edge from

no chance against the physically fit

silver sports car crossed

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