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Each racer extracted a stack of cash from their cars and deposited it into a basket, totaling about three million. It was the reward for the first to reach the finish line tonight.

Adjacent to them, several crates of champagne stood ready for the impending celebration.

Money, sports cars, alluring women, wine, and crackling bonfires livened the atmosphere.

Onlookers not involved in the race retreated from the track, Leaving the row of sports cars poised for action. They were visibly tense.

Once situated in his vehicle, Humphrey rolled down the window and cast a tight-lipped glance at Marcus. Meanwhile, Marcus positioned his hand on the steering wheel and focused straight ahead. Despite sensing Humphrey’s gaze, he didn’t divert his attention.

He didn’t regard Humphrey as a worthy competitor.

Instead, his gaze shifted to the opposite side, where he spotted Millie standing beside the road.

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nervousness, her cheeks still flushed from

she stood out among the bevy of

the authoritative voices, shouts, and cheers, Millie stood serene amidst the commotion. No one could

field of red roses, she was

sound of a

A sudden rumble echoed.

the starting

racing. It was truly exhilarating, each engine roar sending

display screen providing a live view of the race. As the cars sped away,

the screen, hands

other recourse. She desperately hoped for Humphrey to secure first place, lest she be subjected to Millie’s scorn