Chapter: 1085

Even his work couldn't keep his focus anymore, despite his reputation as a notorious workaholic!

Marlin dismissed the question with a terse, "Don't pry too much."

Yolande, not wanting to go on questioning since money was involved, pouted slightly but did not argue. As a result, she had fulfilled her part of the agreement by bringing Norah here.

"Isn't the race thrilling? Have you ever seen one live, Norah?"

Yolande inquired, her enthusiasm kindled by Hans' and Marlin's tales of the sport. Although tempted, she never dared to participate herself due to her lack of courage and admittedly poor driving skills.

"Yes."

Norah's response was brief. Actually, not only had she seen a race but had also participated in one.

This stoic admission only deepened Yolande's admiration for Norah as she recalled the excited expression of Rosalee.

"Ordinary people don't usually get access to this event. Hans and Marlin are quite skilled at racing. How about joining Marlin in the passenger seat later to really feel the excitement?" Yolande suggested with a playful wink at Marlin, adding, “I would join myself, but I'm far too timid to actually get in the car."

Marlin, feigning a cough, played along. “I'm quite the driver. Miss Wilson, would you care to experience it for yourself?"

"No, thanks," Norah declined, then turned her attention to Hans.

“Hans, do you have another racing car?"

The implication of her question was clear to everyone present.

Rosalee stepped forward and voiced her concern, “Norah, racing isn't just about having fun. There's a real risk of injury on the track.

You're a woman; please drop the idea.”

It wasn't that Rosalee underestimated Norah. Rather, it was a simple fact that there were no women competing in the race at the moment.

In her eyes, the mix of excitement and danger on the racetrack was too great a risk for Norah to take.

Yolande agreed, adding, "The Twenty-Two Turns racetrack is known across the country for its challenging bends. If you're keen to experience it, why not ride along with Marlin as a passenger?"

"Miss Wilson, do you think I would put you in danger?" Marlin asked, a shadow crossing his face as he considered that Norah could doubt his driving skills.

“I'm confident my driving ranks in the top three for this race," he declared, his tone full of conviction.

Despite the concerns voiced, Norah remained undeterred. If anything, their words only fueled her desire to take on the challenge herself.

Eager to hit the track, Norah saw racing as a perfect outlet for her stress.

Left with no other choice, Hans contacted the racing team to secure an elegant, silver-gray sports car with a streamlined design, perfect for the demands of such a racetrack. Norah inspected the sports car thoroughly, satisfied with its capabilities.

In a low voice, Yolande confided to Rosalee, “It looks like Norah really does understand racing. She excels at everything, yet she's too stubborn at times. Racing isn't as simple as she thinks."