The Invincible Arthur Gardner novel Chapter 64

The results of the first round of the car race ended in a crushing defeat on Arthur's side. Beta really couldn't keep up with the racer skills that had been prepared by Marco, and from this result, Arthur ended up one point behind.

Arthur then strolled towards Beta, who had stepped out of the car with a despondent expression. His face was etched with disappointment. Despite having put in his best effort, he had still come up short.

"Your opponent is no ordinary person, you put up an admirable fight," Arthur said reassuringly.

"Boss, I apologize for disappointing you," Beta said.

"No, no worries," Arthur replied serenely, and then he faced Marco and Adam, who were striding towards him.

"Arthur...Arthur...," Marco jeered, clapping his hands in satisfaction. "It turns out that you were really naive, foolishly betting against me without knowing how prepared and experienced I was!" Marco burst out laughing as his plan proved successful.

Marco was elated, feeling that another victory was within his grasp. With the upcoming car race in the second round, he was certain that he would win, as he knew that Arthur merely had his bodyguards who were large in stature but lacked any real intelligence to compete against him.

Furthermore, even if Marco were to lose, he had already lined up the best racer in town to challenge Arthur in the third round. He could almost taste his victory.

Adam, Marco's father, slowly walked towards Arthur and Edna, crossed his arms, and then slowly shook his head as if unable to bear the foolishness of the person before him.

"You are not only young and inexperienced, but also rash and foolish," he said, his voice full of disappointment. "It is a shame that such a refined girl has to be standing next to you."

"She'll leave him once she finds out how poor he is," Marco supplemented his father's statement.

Edna, who had been listening to their words, quickly approached Arthur and wrapped her arm around his right arm. "I don't think my boss, Arthur, is as meek as you're making him out to be," she said.

"He's just trying to stay humble by not retaliating to your teasing. And you should expect a payback later when you're truly humiliated for your arrogance."

Edna, who had been silent until that point, was deeply hurt by their continued low remarks toward Arthur. If necessary, she was prepared to stand up to them and even speak harshly.

Adam glared angrily at the two people in front of him, then spat to the side. He then turned to Marco, his expression full of determination. "Hurry up and finish this stupid race, Marco. Teach this trash a lesson that he'll carry to his grave!"

"Don't worry, Dad," Marco replied confidently. "That's exactly what I'm doing right now."

Adam was infuriated by Arthur's behavior. For some reason, he could make a woman as beautiful and as perfect as Edna do that to him. He was certain that Edna was just a paid companion, asked to attend this event merely for show.

"Hey you," Adam said to Edna. "I'll pay you double what this trash is offering, so leave him and come with us right now."

At his words, Arthur quickly stepped forward and grabbed Adam's shirt collar, lifting him up on his tiptoes and looking into his eyes. "You can insult me all you want, but don't say anything that would insult Edna in my presence," he said firmly.

"Boss," he said, his voice firm and unwavering, "do I need to run over that guy and make him crash on this track?"

Arthur shook his head. "I don't want us to go to the police just yet. I've got other plans for Marco, and I want to be the one to embarrass him. All you need to do is make sure you can beat him in the race."

Echo nodded firmly. "I won't let you down, Boss. I'll do this with my life." He then strode towards his racing car.

Alpha, standing beside Arthur, remarked, "Echo is really dependable, Boss. He's often given dangerous assignments from Aston, thanks to his driving skills. He's not just a good racer, but also courageous."

Arthur slowly nodded in agreement with Alpha's assessment. Arthur was convinced that Echo would win the race, as it was obvious that Marco was simply a wealthy individual who drove solely to impress, not because of any real talent.

The countdown began, and the two cars tore off with a loud boom, tires squealing against the asphalt.

Marco's car had remarkable pick-up, and it quickly pulled ahead of Echo's, but at each corner, Echo's car proved to be exceptionally balanced and skillfully maneuvered.

After three laps, Echo had managed to outpace Marco and soon left him in the dust.

A few moments later, the race concluded with Echo's overwhelming victory.