Chapter 66
“Dash?” A hint of anger filled Elyse’s eyes.
Chris ran past me without even acknowledging me just for Dash? She was upset that Dash took her limelight. She was supposed to be the best female racer. I’m a big star and the best female racer around, and yet Dash still gets all the attention! She was incensed, but she knew better than to insult the idol of all racers. Holding down her anger, she tugged on Leo’s sleeve. “We should take a look.”
She, too, had never seen Dash before. However, she didn’t come here for Dash and couldn’t care less who that woman was. The only reason she wanted to take a look was so the other racers wouldn’t think she was disrespectful.
Chris was the first to step onto the track. He could see a yellow race car slowly appear in the distance, and within that car was Julia. She was in a striped racer suit, her face gleaming like ivory.
Unlike Elyse, Julia had a more dominant air about her. She was handsome and sitting beside her was someone with the same outfit. She was wearing a helmet, so all everyone saw was a slender figure.
Chris came darting out to the driveway out of the blue, and Julia had to slam on the brakes to avoid running over him. It was a dangerous act on his part, but he couldn’t be bothered and quickly opened the passenger door.
Finally, the figure beside Julia slowly took off her helmet. When everyone noticed who she was, someone let out a sneer, and Chris’ smile froze. “What stunt are you pulling, Julia?”
Elyse and Leo were approaching the car. They, too, froze when they saw who the woman was. “Amelie?”
Another racer by the name of Joseph pouted. “What’s the meaning of this, Julia? We want Dash, not… whoever this is.” He recognized Amelie. During the few times he visited the Alston Residence, he saw her, though her presence was barely noticeable.
“I thought you said you’d bring Dash.” Chris was positively upset.
Four years. For four years, Chris had been waiting to see Dash. She took first place in a competition years ago. and was one whole lap faster than the one who got second place. Since then, all racers fell in love with her, and Dash became the idol of every racer in the industry.
She made a miracle drift during that competition, and even after four years, nobody could replicate or counter it. Even after her disappearance, her short stint was still the talk of the town. The one who lost to her in that competition and took second place was none other than Chris himself.
Even now, there were still racers and fans of racing claiming that Chris only took the championship because Dash wasn’t around. If she were to come back, he would be nothing but a runner-up. He wanted to challenge that claim, so he took part in this small-time event even though he wouldn’t give it a second of his time on most days. He wanted to compete with Dash.
However, now all he saw was Amelie. He knew who she was. Despite his aloof and arrogant attitude, he knew about Amelie since he was close with his cousin, though he wouldn’t spend any time to find out more about her. He couldn’t even bother to spare his time looking down on her. Naturally, he wouldn’t think she was Dash.
Julia scanned the crowd. She was about to announce to everyone that Amelie was indeed Dash, but then she spotted the couple among the crowd. A smirk formed on her face as she thought in contempt, Heh. These idiots even came here to show off their relationship, huh?
Right at that moment, she changed her mind and decided not to tell anyone that her friend was Dash. Instead, she came up with a little prank and smiled at Chris. “It doesn’t matter What matters is that this lady is a professional racer, too”
Chris chortled. Who cares if she’s a professional racer? She’s nothing compared to Dash.
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