Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 160

Weber aggressively poked Jason in the chest.

Jason forcefully smacked his hand away, his eyes furious. "Keep your hands to yourself. You disgust me."

Weber was famously unapologetic about his chaotic, indiscriminate hookups, and Jason felt physically repulsed having the guy touch him.

Weber's face darkened with ugly malice. "Hmph! Let's see how much attitude you have in a few minutes!"

He absolutely despised Jason. Jason was richer, better looking, and blocked him at every single turn.

His entire goal today was to utterly humiliate Jason and establish utter dominance in front of an audience.

That was why he had turned this into a massive circus.

Between the competing riders and the crowd of spectators, there were well over two hundred people swarming the base of the hill, including a swarm of journalists eager to cover the spectacle.

Ignoring him entirely, Jason scanned the massive crowd, searching for Stella.

He checked his watch. Fifteen minutes until the green light.

He wasn't panicking. If Stella said she was going to be here, she was going to be here.

Finding a quiet rock away from the noise, he sat down to wait.

He was halfway through a cigarette when someone firmly tapped him on the shoulder.

He spun around to find a petite figure standing before him, clad head-to-toe in sleek, form-fitting black racing leathers and a matte full-face helmet.

"You finally made it."

"Did you actually think I was going to bail on you?"

"No, you're a woman of your word. Where's your bike?"

Stella pointed a gloved finger toward where Carter Coleman was standing a short distance away. "Over there."

It's all about raw skill today! But let me make one thing crystal clear—you ride at your own risk. Every man for himself.

If you're having second thoughts, back out now. No one is forcing you to ride. We've got the press here to document everything...

And we're livestreaming the entire event to guarantee total transparency! Good luck out there, gentlemen!"

As the event organizer, Weber had to lay down the liability disclaimers, making sure no one could sue him if they ended up paralyzed.

The high-stakes bet between him and Jason was strictly off the record, known only to the two of them.

But secrets didn't exist in their hyper-wealthy circle. Everyone who mattered knew exactly what was on the line today.

The crowd was packed with familiar faces looking for a show, including Vernon Lowell and Hammer Sherwood.

Even Julius had caught wind of the spectacle, and at that very moment, he was locked onto the live broadcast.