Chapter 170: 108: Viola Takes Action_5
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Ever since she lost the child, she had pinned her hopes on having a second one.
She took her medication on time every day and kept a good mood at home.
Ettin Tuchman went back to work as well.
It seemed like life had returned to its previous state.
Viola Thompson let go of Cheryl Forrest’s wrist and continued, “You have recovered quite well. If you want to have a child now, you can have intercourse during your ovulation period.”
Although Viola was inexperienced, she had studied medicine after all.
She still understood this basic knowledge.
Moreover, in order to help Cheryl and Ettin have a second child successfully, she had gone through many medical books.
Upon hearing this, Cheryl exclaimed in surprise, “Miss Thompson, really?”
She couldn’t believe it.
After all, since giving birth to Knight Tuchman, she hadn’t had any sterilization or contraceptive measures, but she hadn’t become pregnant all these years.
Now, just after taking two doses of the medication, she could get pregnant successfully?
It seemed somewhat incredible.
“Really,” Viola nodded slightly.
Cheryl held Viola’s wrist tightly, “Miss Thompson, if I can get pregnant, you will be our family’s savior!”
Cheryl continued, “Should I continue taking the medication?”
“No need. Although this medicine can help regulate the body, taking too much of it is not beneficial. The current dosage is just right.”
“Okay, Miss Thompson, I will follow your advice.”
After what happened with Knight, Cheryl became more cautious and followed the doctor’s advice. Even if there was a single word incorrect, she would call Viola.
That evening, when Ettin came home, Cheryl told him about it.
Ettin was also very excited and asked, “Really? Did Miss Thompson really say that?”
Cheryl nodded, “Really! That’s what Miss Thompson said!” Ettin hugged Cheryl tightly.
They hoped that their wishes would be fulfilled this time.
In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.
Starlight Racing Track.
Rachel Barton arrived as promised.
She wore a mask that only revealed her eyes.
A bald man saw her coming and immediately greeted her with a smile, thought you weren’t coming!’
“Since I promised you, I won’t break my word.”
“That’s just like you, Ghost!” The bald man gave her a thumbs up. At the underground racing track, everyone had a code name.
Ghost was Rachel Barton’s code name.
Apart from this code name, no one knew anything about her.
Rachel asked, “Are the preparations all set?”
Rachel followed the bald man’s footsteps.
In a little while, they arrived at a room.
The bald man took out a contract and handed it to Rachel, “Read the terms carefully before signing. If anything accident happens during the race, our race track will not be responsible for any consequences.”
Without saying anything, Rachel signed the contract directly.
She knew the dangers of racing better than anyone else.
She needed the money.
The bald man took the contract and threw Rachel a helmet.
He continued, “Car number 36.”
“Got it,” Rachel nodded, took the helmet, and turned to leave.
There were a total of ten contestants.
Each contestant had an independent waiting room.
Just as Rachel was about to reach the waiting room, her head was suddenly covered with a sack.
Darkness enveloped her vision.
Then, a barrage of punches and kicks followed.
Rachel only felt her leg being struck hard by something, and the pain rushed in. She felt as if her leg was no longer her own. The pain was unbearable.
This beating lasted for about two minutes.
Rachel struggled to free herself from the sack.
There were no marks on her face, but her body was covered in bruises, especially her leg.
Participating in the race was not a problem.
But there was no hope of winning a prize.
It was obvious that this was a premeditated plan.
The person behind it didn’t want her to participate in the race.
Rachel limped into the waiting room.
At this moment, the host’s voice came from outside the field, “Now, please welcome the ten contestants to the stage!’
Rachel looked outside, her eyes full of anguish.
She had come for the 100,000 prize, but now that she had been tricked, participating in the race had become meaningless.
At that moment, someone gently took the helmet from her hand.
Rachel looked up and saw a flawless profile.
Viola turned to look at Rachel, her lips parted slightly, “Wait for me.”
With that, she put on the helmet.
From Rachel’s perspective, this action was extremely cool!