The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 657

Once they cleared the cliff, the finish line was almost in sight.

With a burst of energy, Citrine slammed her foot on the gas and launched the car forward.

In her hands, the car seemed no more than a toy, bending effortlessly to her will.

Victory was within reach. Wade, riding shotgun, could hardly contain his excitement.

Citrine floored the accelerator, and in a flash, they crossed the finish line.

"Oh my God, Citrine, that was incredible!" Monica immediately rushed over with the others in tow.

She looked her sister over from head to toe, checking for any sign of injury. Only after making sure Citrine was unharmed did Monica finally let out a sigh of relief.

Thank God, she's okay. Thank God nothing happened.

Curry grinned, showering her with praise. "Sis, you were amazing! That drift, that speed-you were absolutely unbeatable. What a win!"

Townsend shook his head in awe. "I've never seen anyone pull off a drift like that before. Consider me impressed."

Even Stevenson, usually reserved, couldn't help but chime in. "That jump over the gap just now was insane."

was buzzing with excitement over Citrine's victory. But things weren't nearly as cheerful

surge of frustration and desperation washed over him. He pushed down harder on the gas, driving

he could finish, Jonah shot him a cold, warning glare. "Shut up if you want

him to live comfortably in a small town for the rest of his

hesitation, the

just how close he was to

started to skid on the gravel, and the car nearly spun out

but he refused to

the car went, the more reckless

could think about was going

flying debris and rockfalls several times, but

escape, his confidence

car reached the broken

hell is it so far?" Jonah's face went

breath, then stomped on the

watching from the stands, eyes

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make the same impossible leap Citrine had just pulled

The answer came fast.

the crowd. Some people even

in fear.