The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 625

Back then, Stella was a complete novice behind the wheel-her driving was so terrible, it was almost painful to watch.

Sherman had only bothered to coach her a handful of times before quickly losing interest. He couldn't be bothered to waste another afternoon. Instead, he just told their mutual friends to show her no mercy during practice.

And from those friends, Sherman heard nothing but tales of Stella's spectacular failures.

That was always the story he got.

So much so that, when their plan went into action, he'd nearly forgotten about that distant chapter.

But when Stella's car swerved past them several times, leaving their own in the dust, the memory came rushing back.

Sherman's breath caught in his throat.

If Stella could pull off these maneuvers after just a short stint of practice, then- well, her natural talent was something else.

"She's driving a car way less powerful than yours, Uncle," Sherman said, trying to sound confident. "We'll catch up to her sooner or later."

Sellers' face darkened, his expression thunderous.

The fact that he needed the superior performance of his car just to keep up with Stella was humiliating.

But right now, his competitive streak was flaring up again.

He couldn't stand the thought of losing to a woman he'd never even bothered to take seriously.

He slammed the gas pedal to the floor.

when Sherman suddenly let

the hell is

ahead, Stella's car braked hard, then spun a perfect one-eighty,

sparks flying

to her intentions, a

he scoffed. "Keep

head, exasperated. “She thinks

stunt in front of a pro racer like my uncle... Is she in

surrendered quietly, maybe she'd

this? She was either going to end up dead or

the brakes failed, with Sellers' skill, he'd find a

as everyone thought Stella

to make a break for it, another

Wel

car spun again,

directly behind

what she was doing, their car

at the rear.

lost his composure completely. "Is she

as stunned by Stella's

you

Haynes had assumed she'd spun her car around to make a

up

score, of course," Stella replied coldly. "How many times did he ram me

tightened. "Stella, his brakes are gone. What you're doing could get him

about what he just did? That could have killed