A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 140

Chapter 139 Taking the Reins

Scanning the rowdy shouting/crowd of street racers at the starting grid, Isabella’s eyes narrowed sligh before she on the spot mapped the optimal vector to intercept Isaac

She hadn’t anticipated that before she could even clear the distance, Isaac would manage to get himse knocked out cold.

With baseline physical reflexes this slow, why the hell was he entering an underground circuit?

Knitting her brows, she reached the smoking supercar, ripped the driver-side door off its hinges, and stepped inside.

Sliding into the bucket seat, she casually shoved Isaac over into the passenger side.

Hauling a full-grown man was a zero-effort metric for her; with a slight push, his frame cleared the controls.

Isabella turned the ignition key to test the starter.

Perfect, the power plant was still operational.

The custom block let out a harsh, sputtering wheeze, but her face remained a total blank.

As long as the drivetrain engaged, it was good enough.

Any localized internal mechanical damage meant clean nothing to her.

Her gaze turned into icy slits.

Running a rapid scan of the vital metrics to ensure the machine could move, she wasted zero time, slamming her foot onto the gas to launch the supercar back onto the track.

At the end of the day, since Isaac was desperate for a win, she might as well secure it for him.

It was a complete non-issue.

The exact second Isaac’s chassis collided with the rock wall, the crowd down at the grid caught the flash clear as day.

Seeing the trust-fund supercar go entirely dark, the race looked entirely settled.

The entire racer syndicate launched into wild celebrations.

“We’ll win!”

Zachary, clear the transfer right now, cash on delivery”

“Don’t even think about flaking on the pot.”

The punks jeered, raising a massive racket.

Chapter 139 Taking the fteins

chary stood there looking a total blank.

Dammit, what the hell do they mean “cash on delivery”?

Do these idiots even have a basic education?

They are way more illiterate than me!

Turning the panic over in his head, he swiveled around to bark at his lackeys, “Move, move! Get a there and haul Isaac down the mountain.

“If that boy maps out a fatal injury under my watch. I am dead.

He wanted to humiliate Isaac, and weaponizing his desperate state to handle this race was a calculat

move.

But if Isaac sustained critical structural damage, Adrian Powell would launch a corporate blood feud.

When that fallout hit, both the Powells and his own family would destroy him.

High society operated on strict internal boundaries.

You couldn’t just execute a permanent hit on a peer over a petty grudge.

This wasn’t some trashy prime-time drama.

Real life didn’t feature instantaneous corporate assassinations over a schoolyard dispute.

If Isaac actually sustained permanent damage, the metrics would turn catastrophic.

His own father would skin him alive.

Right as the panic hit its peak, a thunderous roar echoed through the pass as Isaac’s supercar burst straigh out of the cliffside shadows, rocketing back onto the climbing lane.

“What the hell? Isaac’s still operational after that hit?”

Everyone knew that rock slide tactic was an absolute death sentence.

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Zachary axles understood the lethal mechanics of this underground circuit, leaving him clean stunned by Isaac’s recovery.

Any ordinary driver would have faced absolute, permanent lockout.

Smashing into a rock face and maintaining full throttle control was a spectacular feat.

Wait, his acceleration metrics were miles higher than before the crash.

Zachary’s click stared open-mouthed as the crimson supercar morphed into a streak of pure fire, tearing through the midnight mountain air toward the pitch-black summit.

“What the hell is happening? Did hitting a wall unlock a bidden god-tier handling exploit

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And how the hell is that custom block generating that much raw speed?”

Zachary’s cognitive process clean stalled out.

By all basic laws of mechanics, slamming into a cliff face should have compromised the vehicle’s structu performance.

Sure enough, the supercar’s block was letting out a horrific, screeching whine that echoed with intense force across the entire Westside Loop.

Yet the vehicle’s velocity had scaled up by massive margins compared to the opening lap.

What, did the crash unlock his hidden super-soldier serum?

This is completely insane.

We aren’t shooting a comic book movie here.

While Zachary stood there a total dazed, inside the cockpit, Isabella held a rock-solid steady line, her expression flat as she tracked the dark road ahead.

Unleashing her raw psychic perception to envelope the entire chassis, every single hidden obstacle and track parameter registered plain as day inside her mind.

The supercar’s mechanical integrity had indeed sustained severe damage.

But ordinary civilian drivers lacked the operational capacity to tap even a fraction of a supercar’s true potential.

In point of fact, Isaac’s handling had never breached thirty percent of the machine’s maximum velocity

parameters.

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