Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 700 Making A Deal With Him

Chapter 700 Making a Deal with Him

At the thought of this, Nancy felt even sorrier for Natalia.

Seeing Natalia climb out of the car, she hurriedly came up to her.

She handed her a towel and a bottle of water that she had prepared for her, then asked with concern, "Natalia, how are you? You must be exhausted."

Natalia looked at her and shook her head with a smile on her face. "I'm fine."

She was drained physically, but the sense of achievement she got had eased this kind of weariness.

At first, the practice did not go very smoothly.

But after four hours of practice, she felt much better. Though she was not back in her peak form yet, she had at least made great progress tonight.

She believed that she could definitely be at her best again as long as she continued to work hard in the next two days.

With that in mind, Natalia asked, "What time is it now?"

Nancy checked the time and said, "Just past midnight."

Natalia nodded and said, "It's late. Let's go."

"Okay."

The two packed their things, returned the car to that receptionist, and were ready to leave.

But the receptionist who led them in before was dumbstruck by Natalia's performance.

He gawked at the woman in front of her in disbelief. His mouth was left wide open. One could even put an egg in it.

"What, what is your name? Have I watched you speed drive before?"

Natalia smiled. On second thought, she decided not to tell him her old name in the club.

Smiling gracefully, she said, "My name is Natalia Dawson."

Seven was her name in the Dragon Club. But unless it was in a racing competition, she preferred to introduce herself with her real name. Because of her frank personality, many people adored her.

The receptionist pondered for a moment.

He didn't think this name had appeared in any of those big competitions.

Thus, he reckoned that Natalia was just a new brilliant talent in the business and didn't pose more questions.

He gave her a thumbs-up and complimented, "Your driving skill is amazing. You can absolutely get a trophy if you enter a contest."

Natalia smiled and said, "Thank you. You're flattering me."

After that, the two departed.

It was already almost 1 in the morning when they arrived at the hotel.

The long practice had consumed a lot of Natalia's energy. She was hungry.

Nancy ordered some light takeout for both of them.

After eating, Natalia took a shower. It was 2 a. m. when she lay down in bed.

She was worn out. Due to the jet lag and the heavy practice, every bit of her energy had been sapped.

However, lying in bed at this moment, she found sleep had eluded her.

She picked up her phone and saw the text message Archie sent to her at half-past eight in the evening. He asked her if he had had dinner and what she was doing.

As she was driving at that time, she couldn't reply in detail, so she just told him she already had dinner and was hanging out with Nancy.

Perhaps afraid of disturbing her, Archie just reminded her to stay safe and sent no more messages.

She closed the text message and began to check the album on her phone.

These years, she, Archie, and their two children had taken a lot of pictures together.

Their photos filled her album.

Just by looking at the sweet family in the pictures, Natalia felt warm and happy.

Her lips quietly curved into a smile.

Right at this time, a text message popped up and interrupted her reverie.

It was from Felix.

Natalia's face fell at once. She clicked the message open and saw that it was the contestant information of the Flying Competition.

In a competition, learning about your rivals was also of great importance.

If she knew others racing styles and habits, she might be able to use the information to her advantage and defeat them.

As the saying goes, knowing the enemy and yourself, you can fight a hundred battles and win them all. That was exactly what Natalia was going to do.

She looked through the list and saw two veteran contestants she knew from the past.

When she was at the peak of her racing career, the two were subdued by her and never had a chance to fight back.

It was not until she quit the game and returned to her country that they began to shine and won competitions for years on end.

The others were new. She only saw them on TV but hadn't met them in the flesh.

Nevertheless, she had a rough understanding of their racing styles.

She did some calculations in mind and felt that it was not too hard for her to win this time. After musing for a moment, she found Felix's number and made a call.

It was already morning in Ambario.

Felix was having breakfast at home.

He was not a morning person. But he would get up at the latest by 10. At this time, he was sitting at the dining table, enjoying the breakfast his assistant just bought for him. When his phone rang as Natalia called, he arched a brow in surprise.

Next, a tiny smile climbed onto his lips, and he pressed "Accept".

"Seven, you're calling me at the stroke of midnight. Is it that you miss me so much that you can't fall asleep?"

Hearing Felix's preposterous joke, Natalia couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Unwilling to bicker with him, she cut to the chase. "Hey, I have something to ask you."

Felix leisurely took a drink of milk before saying, "What is it?"

"Nine years ago, when you rescued me from the ocean, you mentioned those who attempted to kill me had a flame-shaped tattoo on the back of their necks. Is it true? Felix's hand holding the glass quivered.

A wicked look fleeted across his eyes. He then chortled and said, "Why are you asking about this now?"

"Felix, I want to track down those people. I wanna know who tried to kill me and what on earth happened in those months that have slipped my mind? I'm doing a favor for you. Can you help me in return and tell me everything you know?"

Felix didn't say a word for a while.

His slender fingers gently rubbed the edge of the glass. His eyes were fixed on it, a dark look flickering on his face.

"Seven, that was all in the past. Your life is so good now. Why bother to go after the so-called truth? Does it really matter?"

Natalia compressed her lips.

She knew Felix was rather tight-lipped.

Though he seemed causal, sloppy, and unrestrained, in truth, he was very calculating. No one could figure out what he was thinking.

It would be impossible to make him cough up a secret without any leverage.

Thinking of this, Natalia lowered her eyelashes and abruptly inquired, "Why do you want me to win this year's Flying Competition?"

Felix chuckled and said, "Seven, are you looking for some leverage to make a deal with me?"

Natalia froze.

Felix was, after all, her mentor. In front of him, she couldn't even hide her thoughts.

She sighed with resignation and admitted, "Yeah. I want to make a deal with you, but I don't have any leverage. I can only exchange the championship of this competition for the information you know. I don't know how important this competition is to you. All I know is that the 20 percent dividend you've offered me is not really a big deal to me. As you know, I'm quite rich now."