Chapter: 1207

A pro sports car got beaten by a Maybach. They wouldn't believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

Nora hopped out of the car, with Sean right behind her.

“Convinced now?" she asked.

Ethan had been talking a big game during the race, but now he couldn't muster a word.

He glanced back and forth between his sports car and the Maybach, still in shock.

The way he lost was just too bizarre.

Nora dug into her sports gear pocket, pulling out a ticket to the concert hall. She turned to Sean. “Got a pen?"

Sean fetched one from the car and handed it over.

She scribbled a set of numbers on it and placed the ticket on the hood of Ethan's dark blue sports car.

“Five hundred grand, right? Transfer it to this account."

Then, turning to Sean, she said, "Let's go."

The race had been thrilling enough; now she could head back and relax. Otherwise, Amy might notice her absence.

She sped off in silence.

"Wait!"

Ethan hurried over to intercept her. Sean instinctively stepped in front of her.

Nora frowned. "What's the deal? You having second thoughts?"

Was five hundred grand too much for him to handle?

Ethan snapped out of it, shaking his head. “How did you make your car fly?"

Nora shook her head coolly. "Why should I tell you?"

Masked and slender, she exuded confidence and power, demanding attention.

“Five hundred grand for your flying trick!"

Nora stared him down, saying nothing.

Ethan gritted his teeth. "Make it a million."

Nora raised an eyebrow, smiling.