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.

scared look,

out? Just twist the throttle! With me backing you up, you won't lose. Are you really gonna let a bunch of rookies scare you? Aren't you ashamed of Zara and me?" Under Chloe's admonition, Tony started to regain some confidence. He rubbed his head and inquired, "Chloe, you said you'd guide me. How

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

she cannot ride on Tony's bike. Considering Tony's limited

seeing the worry. "Mr. Martin, are you worried

asked me to watch her. If something happens, how do I explain it? She's not much to look at now, and if she gets hurt,

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

providing support, Tony gained confidence, though his cautiousness led to

he was already 60 feet

"Chloe, this is my limit. I'm afraid I'll lose

just stay steady. Listen to me, slow down a bit more,

behind Tony, patiently

instructions to slow down at the