Colin laughed. "Joanna, don't overthink it. It's a competition, so everyone competes on a level playing field. If Natalie isn't as good as you, that's her fault, not yours. There's no such thing as fair or unfair."
Natalie, you can do this. You can take Joanna down.
Someone who could race a car that skillfully should be outstanding in design as well.
He had been blind before, but now his eyes were wide open. Of course his own sister was better.
Joanna was confident. Winning the competition would further cement her reputation as a talented lady.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She would expose Natalie's lack of skills, which would only make her own reputation as the Scott heiress shine brighter.
Power, fame, and money were what Joanna craved most.
Joanna looked at Horace, smiling excitedly. "Horace, registration starts the day after tomorrow. Remember to sign me and Natalie up."
Horace smiled. "Of course, Miss."
A flicker of scorn passed through Colin's eyes. Miss? More like a shameless, illegitimate miss.
Forty minutes later, Marshall arrived at Natalie's house.
The butler let him in and led him to the living room before leaving.
Natalie was still on her IV drip. She wasn't feeling well today and was craving something flavorful.
Seeing the food Marshall brought, she could smell the aroma of braised pork.
"Ah… I want some so badly." She glanced at the IV bag; there were only three minutes left.
Marshall looked at her pale face with concern. "Natalie, has my uncle been giving you any trouble?"
Natalie saw the worry in his charming eyes and smiled, her own eyes curving. She gestured to herself. "Marshall, do I look like someone who's afraid of trouble?"


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