The Rejected True Heiress (Liora and Callum) novel Chapter 328

Callum’s POV

“Guilty as charged.”

Liora’s cheeks flushed, and she looked at the ground sheepishly, scratching her head.

I stood there, frozen.

Liora was the mysterious rookie racer who had beaten me not once, but twice?

“Impressed?” Zane asked, smirking in that cocky way of his. “She’s not bad for a newbie, huh?”

Truthfully, I really was impressed. If it was true that Liora had only just gotten into racing, her double victories were truly something worth celebrating.

But deep down, a small, traitorous part of me was almost… disappointed that she had been the mysterious racer I’d seen with Zane.

Because that part of me, no matter how much I tried to push it away, had hoped that it was another woman.

It was selfish and cruel of me. I knew that. And I really did try to ignore the feeling, to lock it up in a safe place in my mind and pretend it didn’t exist. But it kept slipping out and stepping into the light, refusing to be ignored.

For a brief moment in time, I had almost hoped that Zane was showing his true colors, cheating on Liora with another woman at the racetrack. I had almost hoped to be able to bring the news to Liora myself, and that she would finally break up with the playboy.

Then, that would mean that maybe, just maybe, we could have a chance.

I hated that I was thinking this way. Of course I didn’t want Liora to get cheated on—she deserved far better than that. I would never truly wish it on her, not really. Besides, I was still bound to Bianca regardless of whether I wanted to be or not, and my parents had made their threats very clear.

Liora and I could never be together.

And yet…

The disappointment lingered.

“Oh, I always got to watch people work on cars at the—”

Zane coughed suddenly, cutting her off. Liora’s face flushed in a way that took me by surprise.

“At the garage,” she said, gesturing to Zane. “He takes me to the place where he gets his motorcycle tuned up.”

I watched Liora’s face carefully. “The garage” definitely wasn’t what she’d been about to say.

Yet another strange incident to file away in the drawer labeled “Liora’s secret life”. Right next to the night I’d seen her with the King’s Delta, and the racing.

She really was an enigma.

“Anyway,” Liora went on, turning to Zane and smiling, “Zane taught me pretty much everything I know how. He’s a really good teacher.”

Zane grinned, tightening his grip on her shoulders, and before I could stop it, that feeling of jealousy bubbled up again. A growl involuntarily rumbled in my throat like iron raking over hot coals. I tried to quell it before anyone could hear, but it was too late.