Chapter 1653

“It’s a showdown between the Light Fleet and the local Drift Kings, with Harlan, the deputy captain of

the drifters, seated in the pearly-white sports car. As for the driver of the fiery red race car, the identity

is a mystery. We don’t know her name. Light Fleet have had many matches before, but I’ve never seen

her. No idea if she’s a fresh face or someone they’ve taken as an ace up their sleeve.”

Some teams have a knack for secretly training exceptional drivers, unveiling them at critical moments

to catch their rivals off-guard. It could also be that this girl was a recent recruit.

"She's a racer," Timothy's impression of her growing more favorable by the second; his heart was

utterly captivated.

He was taken aback that she was not only skillful and beautiful but also a race car driver. Although he

couldn't quite make out her features, the mysterious allure exceeded his expectations.

"Mr. Bynes, she shares your passion for racing."

While Timothy was no professional race car driver, he enjoyed the thrill of the race and had gone head-

to-head with more than a few rich kids in high stakes street races. Now, they had something in common

to talk about.

The tall, leggy starter positioned herself between the two cars, counting down from three. With a

flourish of her flag, the crowd roared in unison, "Three!"

As the flag descended once more, the audience shouted, "Two!"

The starter sent a flirtatious wink towards Harlan and, with another wave of the flag accompanied by a

sharp whistle, signaled, "One!"

Both race cars shot off the line. Harlan flashed a confident grin, certain of his victory in this race.

The gust of wind from the cars caused many in the crowd to hold down their skirts and hair.

Meanwhile, in a chic two-story building behind the stands, Sean climbed up to the stand, taking a pair

of binoculars from Steward to get a better look at the red race car.

He'd arrived late and missed the earlier drama. All he knew was that at the sound of the whistle, the

lady in the red car and Harlan had bolted forward, but she quickly outpaced him, leading the way.

She was driving like there was no tomorrow. Harlan hadn't expected Arabella to be such a formidable

driver, managing to get ahead of him right from the start. He tried to accelerate to catch up, but

Arabella seemed to anticipate his every move, giving him no chance.

The whole Light Fleet crew watched, eyes wide and disbelieving, as the race unfolded on the giant

screen.

"Bella said she'd never raced before, right?"

"I thought she claimed to have no experience in official or underground races. How can she dare to go

so fast and still drive so well?"

"No wonder Ms. Almond insisted on her joining. There must have been a reason!"

"To think she could leave Harlan in the dust right from the start, even Ms. Almond would be no match

for her."

"How's Harlan gonna save face? I can just picture him fuming in that white race car."

"Harlan's bound to play dirty."

The audience, perhaps not expecting someone from the Light Fleet to overtake Harlan so swiftly,

began to root enthusiastically for the underdog.

Despite several attempts, Harlan couldn't overtake Arabella. It was her first time on the Kowloon Bay

track, yet she drove with such mastery. Had she bribed someone for a sneak preview, or done her

homework beforehand.

Timothy was stunned; the girl he fancied was outperforming Harlan, a racer with a solid reputation.

Beating him was no easy feat, let alone to surpass him so quickly and leave him trailing.

"Mr. Bynes, you've certainly got an eye for talent, picking a girl this impressive," the flattery began from

his entourage.

Timothy's gaze was glued to the red race car on the big screen. As much as he was happy for her, he

couldn't shake the worry that her speed was reckless. Silently, he concerned about her safety.

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