Chapter: 347

They even lend each other their race car!" Alice inspected the race car Chasen was driving with disapproval. “On the racetrack, the race car is the driver's life. Why would Chasen leave his beloved car behind and drive a junky one instead?"

Norah smiled and gently corrected her friend's misguided impression.

"Chasen is not driving a junky car. The value of his car may be higher than your brand-new car."

Alice's eyes went wide with shock. "Really?"

Alice had spent twenty million dollars on the McLaren Luxury car. She felt proud and superior every time she drove it. She was not immune to the arrogance and sense of superiority that plagued the rich.

Chasen cast an appreciative glance at Norah. "You have a keen eye, beauty. Ninety-eight percent of people don't recognize the value of my car. Can we get to know each other? I'm Chasen Patterson."

With a smirk, he added, "I've been the number one racer on the Silverstone Circuit's leaderboard for the past two years."

"Okay." Nora lifted her gaze, grinned and added, “If you can beat me on the racetrack, I'll be happy to get to know you."

Simply put, Norah didn't want Chasen to bother starting a conversation if he was not competent enough.

Chasen's smile remained unchanged. "You must have a beautiful name.

I've been thinking about how to introduce myself to you.”

The race track was lined with attractive race queens, now ready at their posts.

"3, 2, 1!" The sharp sound of the whistle cut through the air, the race queens dropped their flags, and the race cars on the track took off like bolts from a bow.

A race car, painted in a deep shade of blue, maneuvered by Norah, zoomed through the darkness, its blue lights flashing brilliantly.

After rounding the first corner, it had overtaken most of its rivals, leaving them trailing in the distance.

Norah pushed the accelerator hard, the dashboard numbers climbing to 170 and still rising.

Alice's voice was lost in the rush of the wind as she exclaimed in the passenger seat, "Oh my! This is thrilling! Norah, overtake them!"

A crimson race car and a black one were far ahead in the lead, dominating the race.

A dark green race car trailed them, moving through the night Like a predator waiting for its moment, keeping pace without falling behind or moving ahead.

“That third-place car is probably Lucia's. She's a tough competitor,"

Alice observed, seeing they were in sixth place but kept cheering Norah on. “Norah, speed up! Pass Lucia!"

As Norah rounded a curve, the screeching of tires on asphalt echoed loudly.

Thanks to Norah's exceptional driving and her car's advanced components, she skillfully navigated the turn, overtaking the fourth -place car amid a cloud of tire smoke.

The impressive drift performed by Norah in the deep blue race car elicited gasps from the audience.