Chapter 403:

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“So this was a setup?” Allison couldn’t believe it.

Turbo was the reigning champion of the underground racing circuit, and Kellan was Turbo. So…

Her eyes locked with his—those deep, dark eyes that held the truth she already knew. The bomb, hidden at the bottom of the champion’s gift box, had been meant to kill him.

The silence that followed was suffocating.

Without a word, Kellan reached for his phone. His voice, low and lethal, filled the room. “Make sure he disappears from Ontdale Hospital. I don’t care how.”

On the other end, Sherman hesitated but knew exactly who “he” referred to—Hoyt.

shock was evident in the pause.

just had a car accident, and he is now being treated in that hospital,

phone, veins standing out like ropes on his

pull his oxygen tube and Hoyt dies… well, that’s just bad luck, isn’t

line, was a hushed, obedient,

stepped back to give them space, couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “You’re quite open around us, aren’t you? Not worried

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gold-rimmed glasses

and frankly, I don’t want to get involved

fate, barely registered the shift in the room until Floyd

The sight would have made anyone else flinch,

murmured. “You’re incredibly lucky, you know. But take my advice—stay far away from unlucky ones, or you’ll get pulled

satisfied she was unharmed, Floyd shifted

other hand, remained silent, his focus elsewhere. He didn’t even glance in Floyd’s direction. “I heard Dr. Carter’s lecture ends at ten tonight. Mr. Floyd, you have an appointment, don’t

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