The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 384

Chapter 386

Quentin's lips curled into a smirk as he shot a cold glance across the field at Wade. His tone was taunting. "I don't care how you do it, just make sure that bastard Wade loses-badly."

Last time, Wade had beaten him in the race. This time, at the national finals, Quentin was determined to grind the guy into the dust.

A teammate, eager to please, beamed as he slapped Quentin on the back. "Don't worry, Quentin. Wade doesn't stand a chance against you."

Meanwhile, Wade happened to look Quentin's way. He raised an eyebrow, and without missing a beat, flipped Quentin the middle finger. Then, grinning, he silently mouthed something in Quentin's direction.

Someone on Quentin's team whispered, "What did he say? Sounded like some kind of proverb or something."

"Shut up," Quentin snapped, his expression dark. He ignored the question, but he knew exactly what Wade had mouthed: "Loser."

That son of a bitch.

he was laughing. "Look at him fuming over there. Careful, or he'll give

rest of Wade's team burst out laughing, some

was grinning ear to ear. "Man,

unbothered. "Can you blame me? Quentin's a jerk and deserves every bit of

Quentin in the last race, so he's probably been stewing ever since. Now you're going out of your way to join this

couldn't care less. As far as I'm concerned, that guy's

going

a pro when it comes to gaming. Winning against him

I'll bet neither of you will

that?" Wade shot upright,

player is entering the finals this year. You really think

him,

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