Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 22 Chloe Takes Command

"She wants to race again? Isn't that gonna mess up our plans?" Eric's face got a bit more serious.

They were on a relentless mission to find the motorcycle goddess, and they had Tony cornered, ready to rough him up for her contact info. But now, with Chloe suggesting another race, things could take a wild turn. Eric's question didn't faze Liam. Without a second thought, he said, "What's there to worry about another race? With Tony's crappy bike and his lack of skills, even if we race ten more times, he'd still lose." "And what about Miss Davis?" Eric glanced over at the confident Chloe, looking serious.

Liam sneered, "Her? What can she do? She's just some clueless girl who doesn't know a thing about motorcycles. Let them race. Today, we're gonna crush Tony. Let's see if that girl can get the motorcycle goddess's contact info from him after that."

With Liam's order, Eric signaled everyone to get ready for another race.

Soon, everyone was on their motorcycles, ready to go.

Chloe pulled Tony aside, ready to give him some tips. But before she could say anything, Tony started to panic. "Chloe, I can't do this. My bike's a piece of junk compared to theirs, and my skills aren't good enough. Even if we race again, I'll still lose. You told me not to spill your contact info, and if I lose, it won't be good. Just let it go, Chloe. You've done enough for me. A little humiliation doesn't bother me."

Tony had always been bullied by these rich kids because of his poor background. Before Chloe came to Sovereign City, he had suffered a lot.

his scared look, Chloe

really gonna let a bunch of rookies scare you? Aren't you

ride pillion on your

hopped on Tony's motorcycle. Liam, watching from a distance, saw Chloe sitting on Tony's

beckoned Eric over and expressed, "Eric, go inform that young lady she cannot ride on Tony's bike. Considering Tony's limited expertise, what if

worry. "Mr. Martin, are

watch her. If something happens, how do I explain it? She's not much to look at now, and

sense. Eric jogged to the track, ready to pull Chloe off Tony's motorcycle. But as soon as the race started, Tony's bike roared off, leaving Eric in a cloud of dust. This race was

gained confidence, though his cautiousness led to a slower

lap, he was already 60

"Chloe, this is my limit. I'm

just stay steady. Listen to me, slow down a

behind Tony, patiently directing

instructions to slow down at the