Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 390:

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How could this be happening? She had gone so far as to hire someone to cheat, and yet they still couldn’t catch up.

Meanwhile, on the track, Allison had pushed herself even harder.

She flew down the course like a force of nature, her heart pounding with adrenaline, but her mind was calm. The rush of the wind and the roar of the engine drowned out everything else.

Allison wasn’t just racing; she was breaking barriers, both physical and emotional. This was her essence—the untamed freedom she had craved for so long.

She danced with the wind, unrestrained.

Now, she and Turbo, one in red and the other in black, were locked in a fierce battle for first place, leaving the rest of the racers far behind.

The energy in the stands was electric, with the crowd roaring in approval, some now cheering for Allison.

“Go, Sweety, go!”

“Overtake him!”

is the race

the wild cheers, no one noticed the man in black who had fallen behind. His face twisted in frustration as he spat angrily onto

ahead of him. His pride was bruised, and the man in black could barely contain his

had hired him specifically to ensure victory, yet here

he wasn’t ready to give up. He thought he was smarter and more cunning than

his mind. If he couldn’t win through skill, maybe a little sabotage was

he could push them into a tight spot, they might lose control,

or severe injury. But this was the Underground, where

no sympathy

up his mind, cutting through a shortcut

such breakneck speed, any rational person would swerve to avoid a head-on collision. But swerving meant risking

way, it looked like

events left the

where did this maniac come from? He’s about