Chapter 212
“He’s a narcissist. Don’t bother with him!” Rachel rolled her eyes at Vincent and ignored him.
Vincent’s face darkened at once. “Damn it!”
If it weren’t for that stuff, I would never fawn over a tomboy like you!
Elisa laughed in spite of herself. “Come on, Rachel, you should guard your tongue. After all, there are so many people here.”
Gareth gazed toward Elisa and knitted his brows. The elegance she emanated through her composure was so natural that it was unconcealable.
Even Will, who sat further away from Elisa, looked in her direction. Obviously, he was curious about this woman too.
Other spectators subconsciously glanced toward Will and Gareth, but they had no chance to talk to the two and could only be envious of Edward, though he was given the cold shoulder.
As time passed, the race was finally about to commence.
The emcee walked toward the center of the stage with a microphone in his hand. Perceiving the crowd’s gazes, the emcee wore a smile and bowed.
“Hello everyone, my name is Bailey. I’m your emcee for today. I would like to express my gratitude toward the big bosses, who made themselves available for this annual car racing competition. I believe all the contestants are ready, are you?”
Many car racers raised their hands in response. The emcee nodded with a smile and continued, “There’s a total of 280 participants who signed up for this competition. The first phase of the competition is a knockout round. Every participant will start at different intervals, and they will be timed accordingly. 180 contestants will be eliminated from the first round while the rest are qualified to enter the next phase.”
The rules of a car racing competition were more complicated. There were different tracks, and the difficulty would increase as contestants entered the next phase. At the same time, they had to complete the track in a specified amount of time.
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