Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 114 Lose and Streak

Furious at the humiliation, Tony was about to fight back when Chloe swiftly grabbed the hand poking his head and locked it in place. Her grip was like a vice, and before long, the boy's expression twisted with pain.

"Ouch, it hurts... it hurts..." the boy cried out, his voice tinged with genuine agony.

The crowd was stunned. They had never anticipated that a seemingly delicate girl could muster such strength.

"Hurts? Didn't your mom teach you how to fucking respect people? A race is a race, big man; why the hell are you poking Tony like that?" Chloe spat, her voice cutting like a blade as she adapted to the local customs of cursing.

Tony was reveling in the moment, his spirits soaring as he watched Chloe stand up for him. Hugging his arm, he looked on with the satisfaction of someone riding on the coattails of another's strength

With steely resolve, Chloe addressed the crowd. "Tony tells me you guys always bully him because his motorcycle skills aren't great. Seriously? That's your excuse? Aren't you all older and supposedly more mature? Ganging up on someone younger and outnumbered? Alright, you want a race? Let's race. If you lose, just like you said, strip down and run a few laps around the track."

Chloe released the boy's wrist, and he stumbled back, shocked and humiliated.

left everyone in stunned silence. This girl, hidden behind a helmet, dared to make such a bold declaration? This was no longer

They were confident in their skills, ready

laps following their usual rules. As the anticipation built, one boy interjected, "Hey, girl, you

boy echoed, adding to

even through her helmet's visor. "If I lose, I'll do the

boys were already fired up, but this reckless challenge sent their excitement

hearing Chloe's boldness, quietly pulled her aside and whispered urgently, "Chloe, it's just a race. There's

lack of confidence in most things were showing. If Chloe lost, these people wouldn't hesitate to force her to follow through on her reckless wager. Chloe was the sole heir to the Davis Group, the future queen of a business empire. If her family learned that Chloe had been humiliated because of

shoulder. She flashed a bright, reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Tony. I know what I'm doing. They don't stand a chance against

had advised Tony to replace a few crucial parts. As a result, the motorcycle's performance had significantly improved. After Chloe sat on the motorcycle, she quickly got into the zone. Despite her small frame, she exuded an aura of fierce determination, a warrior ready for battle, radiating a

race her feel a pang of apprehension. Sensing their

by wounded pride, grew

through the air, a dozen motorcycles roared to life, launching onto the track and following the predetermined course. Familiar with the terrain, several riders quickly caught up to Chloe, some even riding alongside her. The riders trailing behind weren't idle either they worked together,

scared. But Chloe was unshaken. With practiced fluidity, she maneuvered Tony's bike expertly, finding gaps where none seemed to exist, her every movement calculated and precise. She leaned into turns with the ferocity of a seasoned racer, handling the bike as though she