Jared nodded. “The one I have stored here.” Nicole raised her eyes a little as she gave
Jared a somewhat satisfied look. “Good taste.”
Jared looked at her gracefully making her way to the car as a smile too appeared on his face.
Immediately after, he turned to Mack and tapped his right index finger lightly, his voice flat. “Half a
million starting bet, no upper limit, no skulduggery.”
Mack hurriedly accented as he went to the other side to give orders.
Nicole walked on the track, and many looked at her with an eye for drama. The car attendant next to
her handed her the helmet and protective gear. She then casually put it on. When the attendant saw
there was no nervousness or excitement on her face, she pursed her lips.
‘What are you pretending for? You’re just a woman who happens to be a partner of a rich man. Why
are you trying to show off your “driving skills” here?’ She reluctantly told Nicole the various precautions
of the race, and towards the end of it, she casually told her this.
“A racer should change into a specialized racing gear, otherwise the protective equipment will not
perform their best. If anything were to happen the danger will be exponentially greater.”
She had wanted to intimidate Nicole. Now that the race was about to start, even if Nicole wanted to
change into one now, it was definitely too late.
Yet Nicole did not turn pale as she had hoped. She instead looked at the road conditions and the
direction instructions before her. It was a two-lap race, from the bottom of the mountain to the top, and
then from the top to the bottom, without stopping.
Seeing that Nicole just straight up ignored her, the car attendant stopped her feet angrily.
“Good luck!”
The way she said that did not sound sincere at all.
Everyone by the side were also looking at this woman who got onto the track last before the round
started. All of them were sure that she had a backer, otherwise why would they let her occupy the
safest position on the track?
“This woman does not know her place. She’s just a pretty thing, so why is she here participating in a
race that is potentially life-threatening?’
Someone whispered in private.
“Eh, Joe, who are you betting on?” “What else? All in on No.16 losing, of course!”
There was no guarantee who would win, but the odds of betting someone losing was better than
betting on someone winning.
‘Moreover, that woman does not look like a professional racer at a glance!
Ugler 348
Almost a good four-fifth of the crowd were of the same mind as Joe as they looked at Nicole with
disapproval and contempt.
Nicole’s eyes were impassive. She was using the last few minutes to memorize the map of the track by
the entrance and was very calm.
When all of the racers beside her saw this, they started laughing.
“Ah, what a waste of a good car.” They were all looking at this Koenigsegg with covetous eyes.
The man beside the person who said that rolled his eyes at the guy. This man was the most famous
dandy of San Joto. He was taking a puff and when Nicole came his eyes immediately lit up and took a
measure of her many times over.
‘I’ve not seen such a pretty one in a while!
Her face was fair and tender, her waist so thin you could grab it with the full of your hand, plus that long
and slender legs…
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