Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318 Get Ready

Samson’s POV:

“Contestants, come draw your lots.”

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A staff member’s voice echoed through the waiting area. I slowed my steps, but my eyes stayed locked on that familiar yet mysterious figure not far away. Who cared about drawing lots right

now?

I headed straight for her without a second thought.

“Hello, Ms. Læm,” I spoke first, unable to hide the excitement in my voice.

She lowered her cap a bit more and answered with a simple nod, no extra words. That was all I got.

Even so, happiness rushed through me. I came here because I heard Læm might show only dared to hope a little, never expecting to actually see her.

I’d

It felt like finally meeting an idol I’d admired forever. I was nervous and thrilled, even my breathing felt light.

“Ms. Læm, which group did you get?” I couldn’t help asking, hope shining in my eyes.

She didn’t answer out loud. She just raised her hand and showed two fingers. I smiled and said with sincere encouragement, “Good luck. I’ll look for you after the race.”

After that, I reluctantly turned away and went to draw

my

lot.

Amanda’s POV:

I watched Samson walk off. I’d been figuring out how to stick close to him to keep him safe. Now that he was focused on me, things got easier. At least I could keep an eye on him.

“Group One, get ready to enter,” the staff member called. Several racers stood and headed out.

Not long after, the track exploded with noise.

I looked over. A row of sleek supercars lined up tight. The starting gun cracked, and every car surged forward at once, shooting off like arrows.

This heat was especially fierce. The top three battled nonstop, side by side, refusing to give ground. Tires kicked up dust until it hung thick over the track.

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Chapter 318 Get Ready

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I watched, eyes narrowing. That old fire for racing flared back up. Even my fingers itched.

“Group Two, get ready,” the staffer called again. I turned around. Instead of heading to my own car, I walked straight to Samson, who’d just finished drawing lots. I tossed him my keys. “You drive my car. I’ll use yours.”

Surprise flickered across his face. He clearly hadn’t expected that.

Still, his eyes were full of respect. Without asking a single question, he caught my keys, handed me his, and went straight to my car.

I wrapped my fingers around his key and slid into his driver’s seat without hesitation.

I turned the ignition, brought the engine to life, tested the throttle, and then checked the brakes. Everything felt normal, and the performance was solid.

Once I was sure there were no issues, I floored it and sped toward the starting line.

They put me in Lane Four.

The second I stopped, the grandstand erupted. Screams and cheers crashed over me in waves.

I heard it all, but I shut it out. I gripped the wheel and fixed my eyes on the finish line.

The gun fired. Every car was launched. I slammed the gas, and the car shot forward like a bolt of black lightning. In that instant, the noise vanished. There was only one thing ahead-the finish line.

I pushed up from the back fast and settled into the top three. Samson, driving my car, stayed just ahead of me a bit.

It was only a group race. The top three moved on, so there was no need to go all out. I kept my pace steady, listening to the engine and feeling the car beneath me. Everything felt normal.

I finally cased up a bit.

We crossed the finish line, and the cheers went wild again. I checked the board and saw I got first place in my group. Samson followed right behind me in second.

I shut off the engine, stepped out, and spotted a mechanic waiting near the barrier.

I walked over and waved him closer. “Check this car. Any issues with it?”

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