She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 209

When Jasmine finally woke up and her family told her Rowan was going to propose, the lingering pain in her body instantly vanished.

"Victoria stopped by, and Rowan made a point to visit you too."

"Victoria and Commissioner Jameson both praised your maturity and grace. They genuinely think the world of you."

As the words washed over her, a sweet sense of victory bubbled up in Jasmine's chest, a smug smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

Tabitha was even more elated than her daughter. "You see? They used to oppose this, but look at them now. As long as the son wants it, what mother can ever truly deny him?"

Jasmine thought the exact same thing. Now that Grandpa Alistair had given his blessing, she was finally reaping the rewards of all her hardship.

"Jasmine, you just need to focus on resting up," Elara chimed in. "You're about to be the most envied, glamorous woman in all of Seaborne City. But... what about that racing tournament you've been so obsessed with? I don't think you'll be healed in time to compete."

"It doesn't matter. I'm signing up anyway." Jasmine opened the app on her phone and finalized the last step of her registration.

As the screen refreshed to display the official roster, a shockingly familiar name caught her eye—

Lyra Fairchild.

Jasmine checked it several times before accepting she wasn't seeing things.

She had registered too.

Lyra was competing in the same tournament.

"Lyra's entering the race," Jasmine muttered, drawing Finn over to look at the screen.

Tabitha frowned. "Doesn't she know absolutely nothing about cars?"

"She probably just can't stomach the thought of losing to me," Jasmine said.

"Ugh, that copycat is at it again," Elara sneered.

Jasmine's eyes hardened with resolve. "I am not going to lose to her."

"That's right, Jasmine. You just get better quickly so you can show her who's boss on the track."

"You're definitely going to win, Jasmine," Elara added. "And it'll look even better when you take the championship based on pure skill."

Back at the Fairchild estate, during dinner.

"I heard you ordered a car worth millions of dollars," Caleb remarked.

"Mhm," Lyra replied, tapping her fork thoughtfully against her plate.

A catastrophic multi-car pileup was destined to happen on the Everglade Flyover.

In her past life, a prominent national figure had been caught in the wreckage on that exact overpass.

If she could use this knowledge to save the VIP, Fairchild Holdings would secure vital government ties. It would be a massive advantage for their business.

No one would ever dare mock the Fairchild family for having wealth but lacking political power again.

She absolutely had to save him.

And it wasn't just so Fairchild Holdings could latch onto that powerful lifeline.