Before Gael Quinn could finish speaking, Serena Everett stepped on the accelerator, and the race car instantly sped out.
"Damn, Young Master Sheridan, they’re catching up!!!"
"How is she doing this? She was so far behind us before!"
"And the car she’s driving has already been tampered with by us, how could it be..."
Hearing the shocked voices coming through his earpiece, Connor Sheridan’s face changed instantly, completely unable to believe his eyes.
How is this possible?!
A woman not only capable of driving a race car but doing it exceptionally well, even showing signs of overtaking him—if he loses to a woman, how will he hold his head up in the racing circle?
Moreover, they have a bet; he has to get the 20% shares of The Quinn Group, he cannot lose under any circumstances!
"What do we do, Young Master Sheridan? She’s about to overtake us..."
A trace of viciousness appeared in Connor Sheridan’s eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "In a moment, you two cars block her, wreck her race car!"
Wreck her race car, let’s see how she plans to overtake him!
"But Young Master Sheridan, she’s Master Damian’s person, what if we crash her into an accident..."
Listening to their hesitant words, Connor Sheridan’s eyes became even more vicious, "What are you afraid of? She’s the one insisting on competing with us! Racing is inherently dangerous, it’s normal to get hurt! Rest assured, wreck her race car, and when we win, I’ll give you your share from the 20% of The Quinn Group’s shares."
Upon hearing this, greed appeared on the faces of the others, and they immediately spoke up.
"Young Master Sheridan, we know what to do!"
"Yeah, yeah, Young Master Sheridan, don’t worry, we’ll definitely wreck that woman’s race car!"
Listening to these words, Connor Sheridan smiled with satisfaction and then looked viciously at the red race car not far behind.
Ha, she’s still too green to fight against him!
Serena Everett hadn’t played racing for a long time, and those beautiful, upturned fox eyes shone with a hint of excitement; she loved this kind of thrilling feeling, the only downside was Gael Quinn yelling a bit loudly beside her.
Gael Quinn’s voice broke, and his screams echoed throughout the racetrack; he was so frightened he seemed out of his mind, clutching the car door desperately.
"Wah, wah, wah, sis-in-law, slow down... I’m scared..."
Serena glanced at him lazily, her lips curling into a wicked smile.
She gave him the chance; he’s the one who didn’t listen.
"Sis-in-law... Please stop and let me fasten my seatbelt!" Gael Quinn pleaded weakly, feeling that the speed was fast enough to throw him out at any moment. "My heart can’t take it... I’m about to pee myself!"
"I told you to fasten it earlier, but you didn’t, did you?"
Hearing this, Gael Quinn wished he could slap his past self several times; he never expected she could drive a race car, let alone drive it so well!
Even though she started later than Connor Sheridan, she could still easily overtake them!
"Sis-in-law, you’re my hero... my idol! I shouldn’t have doubted you before; wah, wah, wah, give me one more chance to fasten my seatbelt!"
Feeling irritated by his noise, Serena was about to slow down.
"Damn, sis-in-law, be careful!" Gael Quinn’s face changed dramatically, shouting urgently, "They’re trying to crash your car!"
The black and yellow race cars ahead deliberately slowed down, blocking the way, clearly waiting for Serena’s race car to come over and crash her.
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It’s over, no way to avoid the crash!
Unlike Gael Quinn’s panic, Serena’s eyes didn’t blink; her ivory-white hands swiftly manipulated the steering wheel. Just as it looked like they were about to collide, Serena performed a beautiful drift, successfully avoiding the impact of the two cars and leaving them behind.
The race car not only failed to crash Serena’s car but instead lost control and crashed into each other with a "bang."
Connor Sheridan, who had been watching from behind, widened his eyes in disbelief upon witnessing this scene.
"Young Master Sheridan, her drift looked like the move Phantom often uses in competitions..."
Listening to the voice in his earpiece, Connor Sheridan snapped out of his shock, instinctively scolding, "What nonsense are you spouting, how could she compare to Phantom?"
Phantom is a top powerhouse in the racing circle, reigning supreme with extraordinary skills, but never revealing his true face, extremely mysterious.
"You’re right, Young Master Sheridan, she doesn’t deserve to be compared to Phantom! But, Young Master Sheridan, what do we do now? She’s about to overtake us..."
Connor Sheridan was in a panic, but he had no choice; he could only continue to step on the accelerator to speed up, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
"I don’t believe she can overtake me..."
Before Connor Sheridan could finish speaking, a blur suddenly flashed by with a "whoosh," and when Connor and his team reacted, Serena had already left them far behind.
"Damn, Young Master Sheridan, she... she just overtook us?"
"My God, her speed is unbelievably fast!"
"Who wouldn’t say that! And her car has been tampered with..."
Listening to these words, Connor Sheridan’s face turned even uglier, unwillingly continuing to accelerate, trying to catch up with Serena’s race car.
Unfortunately, Serena didn’t give him the chance; she even flipped them the middle finger, her delicate porcelain white face full of reckless indulgence.
This made Connor Sheridan and his team furious to the point of turning green.
As the race car reached the finish line, Gael Quinn immediately crawled out of the car, hugging the trash can and vomiting until his face turned green.
Serena’s expression remained unchanged, lazily leaning against the race car without a hint of discomfort.
"Sis-in-law, you’re just too strong! I admire you wholeheartedly; from now on, I’m your loyal follower—you tell me to go east, and I won’t go west!"
Remembering how he foolishly tried to chase her before, Gael Quinn wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
Ten full minutes later, Connor Sheridan and his team finally arrived at the finish line, each of their faces looking incredibly sour.
They arrived a whole ten minutes later than her; this was practically a blatant humiliation for a professional racer!
"What’s your relationship with Phantom? Why did you use the same drifting move Phantom often uses?"
Connor Sheridan harshly questioned with a grim face.
He’s been trying to learn that drift for a long time, secretly practicing numerous times, yet still hasn’t mastered it.
But now, a young girl surprisingly knew how to perform this drifting move—it was truly bizarre!
Serena’s tone was quite casual, lying with a straight face.