The woman saw him, curled her lips into a smile, then twisted her waist as she walked over to Victor Bennett, raising her hand to rest on his shoulder, hanging her whole body on him.
"Second Young Master, long time no see."
Victor Bennett let the woman hang onto him, looking at her with a grin: "I just got back a few days ago. Hey, I’m racing later, keep an eye on this girl for me."
As he spoke, he pointed at Joanna Ramsey who was standing nearby.
Eliza Thornwyk tilted her head, looked at Joanna Ramsey, and raised her hand in greeting: "Hi~"
Joanna Ramsey watched the two whose bodies were practically pressed together, her brows furrowing repeatedly, and finally, she pulled up the corners of her mouth to smile at Eliza Thornwyk as a response to her greeting.
Victor Bennett pulled Joanna Ramsey over and whispered, "Stay with Eliza Thornwyk later and don’t run around, I’ll take you home when I get back."
With that, he didn’t wait for Joanna Ramsey to answer and ran to the middle of the road to talk to some men.
Joanna Ramsey was shocked and lifted her foot to chase after him, only to be pulled back by the woman who grabbed her arm.
"Sister, men don’t like women who are too clingy." Eliza Thornwyk smiled charmingly, her voice carrying the sexy allure of a mature woman.
Joanna Ramsey frowned and pulled her arm back, stepping back two steps to put some distance between them.
"Who cares if he likes it." Joanna Ramsey murmured in frustration.
Eliza Thornwyk looked at her, chuckled softly, her tone perfunctory: "Stand obediently by my side, when the race starts, I won’t have time to look after you."
Listening to the woman’s words, Joanna Ramsey’s face fell in anger, her gaze glaring fiercely at Victor Bennett, who was laughing and joking with some men in the distance, wishing to rush over and bite him.
After a while of chatting, Victor Bennett got into his red Pagani.
As the lady in the center, dressed provocatively, pulled off the scarf from her head and threw it forcefully into the air, it landed...
The row of humming racing cars shot out like arrows from a bow.
Joanna Ramsey wasn’t foolish; she might not have understood before, but now it’s clear they were racing.
However, seeing the car speeding along the treacherous winding mountain road startled her, her heart immediately leaped, her eyes closely following Victor Bennett’s car.
"Is he crazy? Driving so fast!!" Joanna Ramsey exclaimed.
Next to her, Eliza Thornwyk retracted her gaze and looked at her with amusement.
"You are really cute. A racing car worth tens of millions—if it didn’t go this fast, did you buy it just to look good?"
The woman said she was cute, but Joanna Ramsey didn’t think it was a compliment; that tone was clearly mocking her naivety.
Joanna Ramsey’s face turned somber, her anger making her want to bite someone, yet her eyes couldn’t help but follow the red race car.
Watching the car navigate one winding curve after another, her heart fluctuated along with it.
This bastard, coming out here as if he’s courting death!!
Joanna Ramsey was watching anxiously when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder.
Startled, Joanna Ramsey turned around to see a slick-looking young man smiling at her.
"Hey little sister, why are you watching the race alone here? Want a brother to keep you company?"
The cheeky words filled Joanna Ramsey with disgust, and she shifted her body to one side, ignoring him.
The man wasn’t angry and moved closer again, this time putting his arm directly around Joanna Ramsey’s shoulder.
"You’re quite the feisty one. What are you dodging for? It’s not like your big brother would eat you."
The sensation on her shoulder left Joanna Ramsey completely uncomfortable, goosebumps everywhere, her scalp tingling, and she pushed him away forcefully.
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