As the words hit the air, Zachary's heart skipped a beat. He shot his gaze up, locking eyes with Flora, who seemed to have a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
She had evidence? What could she possibly have on him?
"If I didn't do it, then I didn't do it. You say you've got evidence, so bring it on. But if it's all made up, we're no fools here."
Zachary, battling the panic rising inside, replied with a forced laugh.
"Of course, we're not fools, but you're sure playing the role of one," Kruz chimed in, exasperated.
"Moss."
Noticing Zachary's facade of calmness, Flora chuckled softly and called out.
Moss walked over briskly, handing a stack of papers to Flora. "Ms. Flora."
Flora took them, barely glancing at Zachary, then suddenly lifted her arm and released her grip—
The stack of documents slapped right into Zachary's face!
The sharp edges left a cut on his cheek.
"If you want to see the evidence, then feast your eyes."
Flora's icy tone reverberated through the racetrack.
The crowd gasped, taken aback by Flora's audacity, yet thinking...
Wow, that's bold!
"Flora, you!"
Zachary stared daggers at Flora, his finger trembling as he pointed at her.
She actually dared to smack him with those papers.
How could she dare?
How dare she!
"Hang tight, the best part is yet to come."
Flora, watching him on the brink of fury, said coolly.
As soon as she finished, the racetrack's big screen flickered to life, broadcasting a series of all-too-familiar voices.
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