A young man sneered, “James, where did you find such a novice today, coming in dead last?”
James’s face turned ugly upon hearing this.
“Blake Noire, don’t get too smug. The contest isn’t over yet, and it’s still unclear who will come out on top!”
Blake Noire, ranking first among the ten prestigious families of Middleton, is the young master of the Noire family.
In Middleton, many fear Blake Noire, but James is not one of them.
Although the Vance family is not among the top ten noble families, Caspian Vance, the head of the Vance family, was once the legendary war hero of Amerosia.
As long as Caspian Vance lives, no one dares to mess with the Vance family.
This time, James had Chris Shelby participate in the competition specifically because of Blake Noire.
James bet with Blake Noire that whoever won this contest would make the other call him ‘big brother!’
As the young master of the Vance family, how could James ever call Blake Noire ‘big brother?’
With no other choice, James had to bring in Chris Shelby.
Unexpectedly, Chris Shelby turned out to be a huge disappointment.
Now that the competition was halfway through, Chris Shelby was actually in last place.
Blake Noire mocked, “James, don’t forget our bet. If you lose, you’ll have to call me ‘boss!'”
James and Blake Noire, as scions of top families in Middleton, had always been in a quiet rivalry.
Each wanted to outdo the other, and this was their best opportunity yet.
James clenched his teeth and said, “Blake Noire, you speak too soon.”
Blake Noire sneered indifferently, ignoring James.
After the competition, James would naturally have to admit defeat.
“Master Noire!”
At that moment, Lysander Frost and Spencer Sterling approached, their faces showing respect.
Although all were young masters of noble families, the Noire family ranked first among the top ten.
Thus, Lysander Frost and Spencer Sterling had always been followers of Blake Noire.
Blake Noire indifferently asked, “What is it? Do you need something?”
Lysander Frost said, “Master Noire, we’ve come across something. The racer James brought in, we know him.”
“Oh?”
Blake Noire suddenly became interested.
Curiously, he asked, “Who is this racer that James has brought?”
Lysander Frost said through gritted teeth, “Master Noire, the racer James brought is named Chris Shelby! Chris Shelby is not simple; his identity is… Primus!”
“Chris Shelby?”
Hearing this, Blake Noire frowned slightly.
He had heard of the name Chris Shelby.
Indeed, Chris Shelby’s rise had been nothing short of mythic.
From a minor soldier on the frontier a few years back to the now renowned Primus.
But for Blake Noire, he didn’t pay much attention to Chris Shelby.
Although Chris Shelby was a Primus, the Noire family was the foremost among the ten noble families.
And the head of the Noire family was none other than the current Duke, not a mere Primus to compare.
Blake Noire scoffed, “I thought it was someone significant, just a so-called Primus! Do you guys have a grudge against this Chris Shelby?”
Saying this, Blake Noire stared at Lysander Frost and Spencer Sterling with a half-smiling expression.
Blake Noire was no fool; he knew Lysander Frost and Spencer Sterling had a reason for telling him this.
Lysander Frost and Spencer Sterling exchanged looks.
Then, Lysander Frost said through gritted teeth, “Master Noire, we indeed have a grudge with Chris Shelby! He has beaten us before; please, Master Noire, take up our cause!”
“Yes, Master Noire, please stand up for us!” Spencer Sterling chimed in.
“Heh,” Blake Noire chuckled lightly and said, “Don’t worry! You two are my followers. If Chris Shelby dared to beat you, he didn’t regard me either. I will teach this Chris Shelby a proper lesson for you.”
“Thank you, Young Master Noire!” Lysander Frost exchanged a glance with Spencer Sterling, both wearing smug expressions. They were convinced that with Blake Noire personally involved, Chris Shelby was doomed this time. What did it matter that Chris Shelby was from Primus? Could he really compare to the Noire family?
“So fast! Incredibly fast!”
“A true master of driving! He’s like a driving god!”
“He’s overtaking! He’s overtaking!”
Suddenly, a series of gasps erupted from the square. Everyone turned to the large screen, watching as a Lamborghini and a Porsche sped past other cars with lightning speed. The skill of the drivers was simply breathtaking.
“It’s Chris Shelby! It’s Chris Shelby!” At the same time, James became visibly excited. He had thought he was bound to lose this time. Yet, at the crucial moment, Chris Shelby had surged forward.
Seeing this, Blake Noire’s face darkened. James, with a look of triumph, said, “Blake Noire, I told you, the outcome isn’t certain until the race is over. You might as well start calling me boss!”
“Hmph!” Blake Noire snorted coldly, his face a picture of displeasure.
“James, don’t get cocky. I refuse to believe Chris Shelby will take first place!”
At this moment, everyone was stirred up. Chris Shelby and Seraphina, who had started in the last and second to last positions, suddenly shot to the front.
“It seems these two drivers are new to the race.”
“If only I had bet on them, then today would have been a windfall.”
“That Chris Shelby, apparently he bet a billion dollars on himself.”
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. To bet a billion dollars on oneself showed immense confidence.
Meanwhile, Chris Shelby, driving the Lamborghini, sported a mysterious smile. He was certain the Porsche’s driver was a practitioner. It was rare for Chris Shelby to encounter another race practitioner, especially a woman. In a society where female drivers often faced disdain, a woman with such superior driving skills was truly exceptional.
With a roar, the Porsche suddenly accelerated at a curve near a cliff, quickly passing Chris Shelby. However, Chris Shelby did not rush to catch up; instead, he maintained a steady pace behind her.
Time ticked away, and apart from Chris Shelby’s Lamborghini and the Porsche, the other cars were far behind.
From inside the Porsche, Seraphina glanced at Chris Shelby through the rearview mirror. She was puzzled. Why hadn’t Chris Shelby overtaken her yet? According to her research, Chris Shelby was a race practitioner who had won three consecutive global car races abroad and was dubbed a driving god!
Now, with only a few hundred meters to the finish line and at their current speed, they would reach it in less than a minute. With one last curve ahead, was Chris Shelby really content to finish second?