The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 345 Racing with the Devil

“And what do you want, then?”

Lucas’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. “The loser crawls down the mountain.”

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The silver–haired man’s date leaned in to whisper something in his ear. His eyes lit up, and after a moment’s hesitation, he gritted his teeth. “Fine! I’ll take that bet!”

Two sports cars lined up at the start of the winding mountain road. Sloane fastened her seat belt and turned to him. “You can race?”

Lucas gripped the wheel with one hand, the other gently squeezing her fingers. “Samson dragged me into it a few times before.”

With a roar of engines, the race began. Lucas’s car shot forward like an arrow, pulling half a length ahead at the very first curve.

Through the rearview mirror, Sloane saw the silver–haired man pounding his steering wheel in frustration.

“Damn it!” he shouted. “No way!”

tail, trying again and again to pass, only to fail

on the third hairpin,

collided violently, Lucas’s vehicle skidding out of control, tires screeching across the

critical instant, his hands worked with icy precision, slamming the wheel and

a flash of

the mirror, the silver–haired man saw the car miraculously stabilize. His stomach dropped. The next second, Lucas’s engine roared like a beast

insane!” the girl in

the other car’s tail, pushing relentlessly. On every curve, he struck

You’re crazy! Someone’s going to die!” The silver–haired man’s voice cracked, his hands

out of the car in a panic–only to

toward them.

to kill me!” he screamed hoarsely. “That couple wants

and a gang of racers gathered. The one in

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Racing with