The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 301

Vivienne didn’t panic. She was right on Hurricane’s tail as she beautifully drifted around the first bend.

Interesting number twelve can keep up with Hurricane She seems like she’s a pro

The number of people taking notice of Vivienne’s skills began to increase Murmurs about number twelve began circulating among the crowd

Kala, standing from a vantage point, watched as Vivienne leaped ahead and surpassed Hurricane in just a few swift movements. She couldn’t help but feel a knot in her

stomach

Everyone bare in their minds Humcane’s aggressive pursuit of Carl earlier it was clear as day that his intentions were far from honorable Against him, Vivienne’s chance of victory seemed slim

Just as Kala’s concerns peaked, Hurricane repeated his ruthless tactics

But Vivienne, remaining unfazed skillfully dodged his aggressive attacks and continued charging forward

“Heavens‘ She evaded Hurricane’s attack! How is that even possible? It was such a narrow space, how did she manage that?

“That’s insane! I’ve only seen such skills at the International Grand Prix You need at least five to eight years of experience to reach that level!”

As they gasped in surprise, Vivienne accelerated ahead, tearing herself away from Hurricane’s grasp

so easily. His car engine roared trying to maintain the pace while incessantly gnawing at her like a snake that had caught

of its prey

ahead like the wind leaving a bewildered Hurricane behind. At the last bend, he made a desperate attempt to overtake but was blocked by Vivienne’s sudden

“You

lips, he lost control and crashed hard into

fracturing two ribs

“Ah! My legs

Vivienne paid them no mind as she gracefully crossed the finish

her in disbelief and threw her arms around her in

walked over to Hurricane “Like I said, you’re not worthy to race me

declaration left the crowd silent. They even trembled nervously under her stone cold stare

silence was

She

is this

race! It was

began guessing Vivienne’s true identity, wondering if she was a national racer, as her

immense talent and dedicated practice that the young woman

a child of the illustrous

dirty! Hurricane groaned in severe pain on the ground. He was barely able to form coherent sentences When was the last time he had