The twelve race cars disappeared from the crowd’s sight in a flash. It would generally take forty minutes to complete the track, so the first person would only return after forty minutes.
“Who do you think will win today? Does anyone want to take a bet?” someone suggested, finding it pointless to just wait there.
“I’m betting on my goddess. I’ll support her even if she loses.”
“Me, too! I’m betting on her as well.”
“As much as I love my goddess, I can’t bear to waste my money. I’m going to bet on Lily. After all, she was once a world champion.”
Racing was a sport that tested a driver’s skills; looks and brains did not contribute much.
“Bring it on! I’m betting ten thousand on my goddess,” said someone. He only wanted to support Sophie. “Come on, guys! Anyone else?”
The crowd’s comments ticked Ysabelle off. How could they say that? Sophie’s incredible, too!
“I’ll bet a million on Sophie,” declared Ysabelle proudly. She believed they had to appear confident, at the very least.
Lily’s subordinates could not help but scoff when they heard Ysabelle betting on Sophie to win.
“Two million on Lily.” They may hesitate if it was another type of competition, but they had nothing to fear when it came to racing.
Lily’s subordinates knew their leader was truly talented in racing. She would definitely beat Sophie.
“You-” Ysabelle was vexed by the group of women. To her, they were as annoying as their boss, Lily.
Fortunately, Felix tugged at Ysabelle’s arm before she could say anything. “That’s enough. It’s not worth getting mad at them. Just sit here and watch.”
“But I’m angry. They’re clearly bullying Sophie!” Ysabelle huffed. That was something she would never allow.
“Relax. There’s no telling who’s the one getting bullied yet,” said Felix. After all, Sophie was a capable person.
They may not have seen Sophie race before, but they had to believe in her.
“I’m just worried since she’s having her period,” said Ysabelle as she understood the pain of going through menstruation.
She’s already feeling uncomfortable, yet she has to go for a race. I can imagine how uncomfortable she’s feeling.
“It’ll be fine,” was all Felix could manage. Sophie had already sped off, so it was impossible to return right there and then.
Ysabelle could not help but glance at Tristan, amazed by his patience. He never said anything since Sophie left.
“Are you really not worried, Uncle Tristan?”
“Nope. She knows what she’s doing.” Tristan had always believed in Sophie. In fact, he would always support her in whatever she wanted to do.
“Oh.”
Not quite knowing what to say next, Ysabelle quietly moved to the side. There was nothing else she could do since Tristan had said that.
Meanwhile, Sophie kept increasing the speed of her car whose performance was comparable to that of Lily’s.
However, Lily was using her own car, which meant she was more familiar with it.
Sophie, on the other hand, was using this race car for the first time. It would take some getting used to.
The drivers were required to turn around at the huge curve on top of the mountain, which was not ideal for race cars to speed at.
Therefore, drivers would usually slow down at that point to gain better control of the car.
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