The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Charles curled his lips upon seeing the unusual expression on Noelle’s face. He gently patted her head. That’s good!”

He cared about winning, but not in this context.

Charles drove to the finish line with a sense of joy, and as expected, they lost the race. However, the red- haired man could not help but admire Charles when his car arrived. “Man, where do you race? You’re pretty good.”

The red–haired man tossed Charles a cigarette, which he caught. However, he just played with it without answering. The man raised an eyebrow, impressed by Charles‘ demeanor. “Interested in joining our team?” Charles smiled. “I lost!”

“No, we lost!” The red–haired man, who could take a loss gracefully, understood Charles‘ skill. He was amazed. Having been in the racing world for so long, he had not expected to find someone who could drive like that.

They

were professional racers, calculating every detail and knowing their limits. However, seeing Charles‘ performance with just a luxury sedan was a first for them. This man had beaten their supercars with a business car, showcasing his skills.

reached the finish line first wins. Clearly, you

and said,

back to the car. The red–haired man called after them, “Hey, man. Aren’t you

his hand.

least tell us your name. Let’s be friends!” The red–haired man was persistent, not wanting to lose touch

then got in himself. They

defeated, believing this victory was not earned fairly. “Sully, find out

Bentley disappear into the night. His gaze slightly deepened.

The red–haired man was surprised.

his head. “Not personally, but in Brookville, there are only a few

“Damn. That was six

racers paused at Sully’s words. “Holy

at the prize in the red–haired man’s hand. “Jim, you beat Mr.

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