The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 854

She bluntly exposed his blatant misogyny and his pathetic refusal to accept defeat at the hands of her best friend, which led to this rematch.

Now, a mysterious heroine had stepped in to teach him a lesson.

She was dropping a cool million dollars just to force a public apology out of him.

In reality, though, everyone present understood the stakes went far beyond sorry. If Buzz actually lost, he'd be effectively excommunicated from the racing community.

If he wanted to make a living off racing in the future, his reputation would be permanently torched, killing any chance of turning pro.

Buzz lacked the foresight to see his impending doom. By the time reality set in, the damage would be irreversible.

Besides, did anyone really think Owen Churchill was a saint?

You bullied his cousin, and you expected him to play nice?

Even if Buzz won tonight, Owen would ensure he'd never race in this city again.

A sore loser with filthy thoughts who constantly looked down on women deserved to be wiped from the public eye.

Owen wouldn't resort to completely destroying the guy's family business, but he'd guarantee Buzz never saw a podium again.

"Girls, this absolute queen is standing up for my bestie Mina, so we need to flood the chat with support..." Cami chattered animatedly to her viewers.

She completely forgot the panicked phone call she'd made earlier.

At that very moment, her cousin had already tracked her location and was speeding toward Ridgeview Pass with her fiancé.

Buzz was itching to smash Cami's phone. The girl's tongue was lethal—what kind of monster was she painting him as?

Still, he brushed it off. To his warped mind, it was all just pathetic slander.

While the two racers treated the upcoming sprint like a casual cruise, the spectators were wired with anxiety.

Manager Miller stepped up to fire the starting pistol.

The second the gunshot cracked through the night air, both bikes tore down the asphalt.

Mina leaned over to a visibly tense Owen and whispered, "Mr. Churchill, how good is your girlfriend on a bike?"

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