Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Michael Goodman saw Claire Green execute such a perfect overtaking maneuver and instantly realized that her earlier claim of not knowing how to race was all a lie.
With this realization, he clenched his fist and slamd it onto the steering wheel. Suddenly, he took out his phone and dialed a number, a ruthless look in his eyes.
"Stop her for ."
Outside the track, a woman in white received the call, instinctively startled, glancing nervously towards Julian Sia’s direction, cold sweat forming on her forehead, she forced herself to calm down and got into a black racing car nearby.
The engine’s roar drew the attention of Mason Quinn and others as they saw the woman brought by Michael Goodman drive onto the track, heading in the opposite direction.
"Damn, what’s this woman trying to pull," a hot-tempered young man exploded on the spot, ready to jump into his car without thinking, but was held back by soone beside him.
Julian Sia watched the car, his eyes cold as ice, his handso thin lips tightly pressed together, his aura increasingly intimidating.
Mason Quinn instinctively inched away from him, his gut telling him that Sia was very dangerous right now.
On the track, Claire Green casually glanced at her rearview mirror, letting out a slight sarcastic laugh.
At that mont.
A quickly approaching black car suddenly appeared in her field of vision, driving directly toward her with the intention of forcing her to stop.
Seeing this, Claire Green’s lips curled into a playful smile, her eye corners raised slightly, her cold white hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and she pressed the accelerator to the floor.
The white car sped forward quickly, the two cars were about to collide.
Mason Quinn and several others watched the scene unfold, their hearts rising into their throats, fearing sothing might happen in the next second.
The woman in white sitting inside the car realized that not only did the other car not stop, but it was coming at her even faster, her face instantly turned pale.
Then.
Just when everyone thought there would be a collision, Claire Green drove her car, directly leaping over the black car’s roof and landing steadily on the ground, speeding away.
The scene left the few people shocked, unable to react.
After a mont.
Soone shouted, "Whoa, this lady’s driving skills are aweso!"
This sentence brought everyone back to their senses, and they all expressed agreent.
Definitely aweso, if it hadn’t been calculated well, she’d probably be lying in a hospital now.
Julian Sia’s eyes deepened as he stared at the white car, making it hard for anyone to discern his emotions.
"Sia, where did you pick up this sister of yours? I want to go pick up one too," a young man rubbed his hands together, speaking with a playful grin.
Upon hearing this, Julian Sia gave him a cold look, but said nothing.
The person next to him quickly pulled him aside, whispering, "Didn’t you see how bad Sia’s mood is? Stop adding fuel to the fire."
"I was just trying to lighten the mood," the young man touched his nose, his gaze unintentionally eting Julian Sia’s eyes, instantly quieting down.
...
As the three laps concluded, Claire Green’s car halted at the starting point, while Michael Goodman was just beginning his third lap, the outco already decided.
Claire Green nonchalantly walked towards the man, her eyes shining with wildness, her red lips slightly parted.
"The land is better off with brother holding it."
Julian Sia’s gaze deepened as he fixed his eyes on her, after a few seconds he couldn’t help but lightly sigh.
He raised his hand to pinch her cheek, his tone brooked no argunt, "Next ti, you’re not allowed."
Claire Green understood what he ant, but seeing the man like this, she couldn’t help but smile and ask, "Brother is worried about ?"
Julian Sia saw the girl’s eyes filled with laughter, his lips unconsciously curled into a slight smile, his deep voice sexy and lightly stirring.
"Brother is worried about that car, if little Green crashes it, I’ll have to pay up."
Claire Green slapped his hand away, casually saying, "I’ll thank you on behalf of the car."
A few people nearby couldn’t hold back, seeing the two like this, they quickly gathered around.
"Miss, let introduce myself, my na is Andrew Jas."
"Owen Lawrence."
"I’m William Jordan, what’s your na, miss?"
"And , Daniel Clarke."
Claire Green was sowhat annoyed by the noise from the few people, suppressing her inner emotions, she spoke coldly, "Claire Green."
Andrew Jas laughed heartily, "Sister Green, can I call you that? Your driving skills just wowed us, when will you teach ?"
Upon hearing this, Daniel Clarke imdiately pushed him aside, eager to approach himself, "Sister Green, he’s too dumb, you won’t be able to teach him. I’m different, I learn everything fast."
"Damn, Daniel Clarke, you jerk, dissing like that," Andrew Jas had just stabilized himself when he heard his buddy’s backstabbing remark, instantly blowing up.
Next.
Claire Green watched as these four young n began to ’slaughter’ each other, narrowing her eyes in amusent.
...
Michael Goodman got out of the car only to see the commotion, his lips curled up, he gloated, "Why are they arguing?"
The four paused for a mont, then spoke in unison, "None of your business, ddler."
Michael Goodman’s face instantly darkened, veins popped on his forehead, just as he was about to speak, he heard a calm voice.
"Charles Jordan is going to get the Scenic Hill key."
Finishing, Julian Sia glanced at him, left with Claire Green.
...
Everyone sat in the private room at Elegant Residence, excitedly flipping through the nu, ordering away.
"Claire Green, today’s Michael Goodman is related to that guy you dealt with last ti," Mason Quinn suddenly thought of sothing and said.
Claire Green’s expression was indifferent, "I know."
Hearing this, Mason Quinn beca intrigued, curious to ask, "How do you know?"
"They’re of the sa nature," Claire Green’s red lips curved, "Both are scumbags."
Mason Quinn’s face twitched slightly, this way of discerning people is quite unique.
Julian Sia’s attractive hand picked up the teapot, leisurely poured a cup, placed it in front of Claire Green, speaking lowly, "Little Green, be civilized."
Claire Green’s hand paused as she was about to grab the water, this man is a hypocrite.
Owen Lawrence and others were a bit curious about the conversation between the two and who belonged to the sa family.
Thinking about it, they couldn’t help but gather in front of Mason Quinn, their eyes glimring as they looked at him.
Mason Quinn revealed a look of ’I know this would happen’ on his face glancing at them, then proceeded to enlighten them on the whole story.
After listening, Owen Lawrence and others truly admired Claire Green, who with her own power took down George Goodman and won a property worth billions for Sia, it was indeed impressive.
...
"I heard Benjamin Hanks say his grandpa got better," William Jordan took a sip of wine and said.
Mason Quinn nodded, he had heard about it too, this Old Master Hanks had consulted many experts to no avail, yet suddenly got better.
"How did he recover, wasn’t it said the doctors had no solution?" Owen Lawrence inquired, puzzled.
"Benjamin said he placed an order under Night Covenant, and the taker was Emma White, a traditional Chinese dicine practitioner."
"A Chinese dicine practitioner?" Julian Sia spoke in an unhurried manner.
William Jordan nodded and continued speaking.
"Indeed, Benjamin also ntioned this Chinese dicine practitioner has quite a temper but is very young."
Having a bad temper seems normal, but being very young doesn’t sound right!
Mason Quinn looked skeptical, pondering the truth of this statent.
"Let William Jordan investigate," Julian Sia casually remarked.
Upon hearing this, Claire Green raised an eyebrow, eating nonchalantly, staying quite composed.
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