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I hesitated for a moment before nodding. 

Shadow should have inferred from my pointing out the problems with his motorcycle at the 

time that I knew something about racing. 

fact, he bet right. 

Before I married Leo, I was a professional racer. 

“Yeah, I can race. But why should I help you?” 

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, fluffy cat keychain. 

It was so out of place in this environment that I couldn’t help but smile. 

“If you win,” he said, holding it out to me, “you can have this.” 

I looked at the keychain, then back at him, unable to suppress a laugh. 

It was such a strange contrast–the tough, cool guy with this adorable little trinket. 

It made him seem almost human, a stark difference from the hardened racer persona he 

was trying to project. 

Before I could respond, a loud voice cut through our conversation. 

“Hey, tough guy! You really think that girl’s gonna win for you?” 

The muscular man had stepped forward, his voice laced with mockery. 

“You must be desperate if you’re relying on someone who doesn’t even look like she knows 

how to drive.” 

I turned to face him, unfazed by his insults. 

“What exactly are you betting on?” 

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The man’s sneer widened. 

“Your friend here messed with the wrong people. He ruined our boss’s plans. If he loses, the 

boss takes his leg.” 

My expression darkened as I processed his words. 

Shadow quickly jumped in, trying to explain. 

They were harassing a girl on the street. I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing, so I challenged them to a race. But they didn’t play fair. They got a few hits in and messed up my hand. That’s when I thought of you.” 

A young woman stepped out from behind Shadow. 

Her eyes were red and puffy, like she’d been crying. 

She wore glasses and had a shy, studious appearance, so different from the rough crowd 

around us. 

“Is this true?” 

I asked, my voice softening as I looked at the girl. 

She nodded, her voice trembling as she spoke. 

“They wouldn’t leave me alone. He stepped in to help.” 

I turned back to Allen, my mind made up. 

“Alright. I’ll race for you. But I’m holding on to this keychain until after I win.” 

The crowd erupted in laughter, their disbelief obvious. 

They didn’t think I stood a chance. 

“Good luck, sweetheart!” the muscular man jeered. 

“You’re gonna need it.” 

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Ignoring them, I stepped up to the car Shadow had been standing by earlier. 

It was clear they had all raced on this track before. 

They knew every twist and turn by heart. 

I, however, was new to this game. 

“I need to do a couple of laps first,” I said, looking at the muscular man. 

He smirked. “Fine. But don’t take too long. We don’t have all night.” 

As I climbed into the driver’s seat, Shadow leaned in through the window, his expression 

serious. 

“Listen, you don’t have to do this. If it gets too dangerous, just back off. Your safety comes 

first.” 

I nodded, appreciating his concern. 

“I’ll be fine. Just tell me what to watch out for.” 

He quickly pointed out the most challenging parts of the track, places where the road narrowed or where sharp turns could easily send a car crashing into the walls. 

I listened carefully, committing each detail to memory. 

As I drove around the track, I could feel the tension in the air. 

The other racers watched me closely, some with doubt, others with curiosity. 

But I focused on the road, visualizing the race ahead, mapping out the best routes in my 

mind. 

When I returned to the starting line, Shadow was waiting for me. 

He handed me his helmet, his gaze steady. 

“Good luck,” he said quietly. 

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I smiled at him, then pulled the helmet on. 

“Thanks. I’ll need it.” 

The other racers had parked their cars on the sides of the track, making way for the main 

event. 

The crowd grew silent, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. 

he muscular man climbed into his red sports car, his eyes gleaming with confidence. 

I could tell he thought this race would be an easy win. 

I lined up beside him, gripping the steering wheel tightly. 

My heart was pounding, but I pushed the fear aside, focusing on the task at hand. 

A woman stood at the starting line, a flag in her hands. 

She raised it high, and with a sharp whistle, her arms dropped, signaling the start of the 

race. 

The moment the flag fell, both of us slammed on the gas, our cars shooting forward like 

bullets. 

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The red car took the lead immediately, the driver’s familiarity with the track giving him the 

advantage. 

He weaved through the narrow streets with ease, his car hugging the walls on each turn. 

The crowd cheered, impressed by his skill. 

But I wasn’t far behind. 

I pushed the car to its limits, accelerating on every straight stretch, slowly closing the gap 

between us. 

The thrill of the race took over, my fear replaced by a fierce determination to win. 

As the race progressed, the gap between us narrowed until we were almost neck and neck. 

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The bowd’s cheers grew louder, their excrement papeite, 

1 kept my eyes fized on the car ahead of me, its twillybes glowing disy as held as position just half a car length in front of me, 

1 was itching to close the gap, to accelerate and overtake him in the wooowing straigh 

stretch. 

But something felt off.