Sorry ex You'll Never Win Me Back

Chapter 213 Are You Going To Compete?

“It’s possible, and I think it’s alright if she comes to participate in the game just for fun. “But, if just for fun, why she takes part in the contest in the name of the Jackson Group?”

“Does she? I didn’t hear of that, maybe she just happened to be there with them?”

People’s opinions continued to vary.

Henry’s eyes was still fixed on Nova. He had an even stronger intuition that the woman was Nova though his senses denied his instinct categorically.

In the meanwhile, ready for the racing game, Lan was waiting for some pep talk from Henry before the game but Henry’s inaction dashed his hopes. “Dash it! I’m going to fight for you! How could you be so indifferent?!” Right after Lan finished his words.

Nova’s back struck him with a strong familiarity. “Oh, no! Really?! Is that her?!”

confused Henry.

her by her face at the first sight, but her back, I won’t forget it as long as I live! It was the woman with the form who

was long ago, Zona and he contended for something in a racing game, then he was beaten by Zona’s helper, who had the same slender

you talking about?” Henry looked up with a puzzled frown.

they do not look similar at all.” Lan was too preoccupied with his

this time because I don’t think success is within my grasp with such an invincible rival. I know the game is crucial to you cuz the project related to

admit that I’m no match for her in car racing. however, if it is you versus her, maybe

this, raised his eyes

glance at Rory, but only to find that he was staring at Nova affectionately. Could it be that? The girl was a low–profile

She is that woman!” As Jarron was thinking to himself Lan observed again. They looked different but they had something in common and it was common for women to dress up variously. I was certain that the two women were the one and the same person! She was a formidable opponent! You are sure to not discount her in the race!

yourself?” Asked outright Lan. Seared by Lan’s grim gaze, Henry took the number in Lan’s hand with a solemn face.