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Queen of Wild Cards novel Chapter 521

After changing her clothes, Stella Hawthorne inspected the vehicle, slipped into the driver's seat to get a feel for the handling, and, satisfied it was in top shape, stepped back out.

Vernon Lowell gave her a heads-up. "Stella, it's almost starting. You need to head over."

"Got it. Just wait for me to bring home the win, Vernon. You'll get your chance to mock Jiro Sanmoto and blow off some steam."

"You've got this. I'll be waiting for your triumphant return."

Whether Stella won or lost, he was fully prepared to accept the outcome.

Besides, he was completely out of better options anyway.

Watching Stella's retreating figure, one of the club members muttered, "Mr. Lowell, she's just a petite woman. Can she really pull this off? What if she crashes?"

Vernon shot him a glare. "Call her Ms. Hawthorne, and can you say something positive for once? If you're so capable, why don't you get behind the wheel?"

"I... I can't!"

The guy's face flushed beet red as the rest of the crew erupted into laughter.

Stella got into the car and drove it straight to the starting line.

The track here was a continuous circular circuit.

Today's event was a drift race.

Drift competitions were split into two categories: qualifiers and head-to-head battles.

Qualifiers were solo runs, while the battles featured two cars in a chase format; today, they were diving straight into a 1v1 drift chase.

Vernon's team was up against the Kuyama Racing Club, and Kuyama's representative was none other than the insufferable Jiro Sanmoto.

Jiro's car was already waiting at the starting line. When Stella pulled up beside him, he mockingly flashed a thumbs-down.

Stella immediately flipped him off.

She was wearing a full-face helmet anyway, so aside from Vernon, nobody knew who she was. Being a little crude didn't matter.

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