Chapter 1119

Chapter 1119 Humiliation After Nikita arrived at the finish line, she waited for two minutes before Harrell’s car drove over.

After Harrell came over, Nikita took off her sunglasses, opened the door and got out of the car.

The girl held her sunglasses in one hand, held her arms, and leaned lazily on the door.

After a while, Harrell also got out of the car.

“Another round?” Nikita looked at Harrell, who was very upset, and asked with a friendly tone.

Harrell: “…”

This time, he was convinced.

After this round, he realized that Nikita really didn’t show all her strength in the last round.

This had nothing to do with his underestimation of her.

Because even if he did his best, he still lost miserably.

From the beginning to the end, he was left far behind by her, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t catch up with her.

This round let Harrell clearly realize the huge gaps between him and Nikita.

“Niky, I don’t want to have another round.” It seemed that she had a clear understanding of himself, “I’m already defeated by you.” “I will donate three hundred million dollars to the charity as I promised.”

Harrell dialed a phone number to ask a person to prepare 300 million dollars as soon as possible and donate to the charity Nikita designated.

“Niky, I asked them to prepare the money.” “I will send you the bank transfer notification after the donation is finished.”

Nikita nodded and turned back to the car.

Harrell stood still and stared blankly. When Nikita’s car left, he recovered himself and turned around.

He looked disappointed and returned to his car.

Yates, Corley and Rosa, who hasn’t left yet, witnessed the wonderful and exciting match just now, which was not a game but cruel humiliation.

Harrell was badly humiliated, and he didn’t even have the chance to fight back.

“Apart from Louis, the god of racing, I have never seen a faster racer than Niky.” Yates was stunned, and his chin almost fell to the ground. “I believe Sampson’s words that Niky was just playing with Harrell.”

Otherwise, Harrell would have no chance to catch up with Nikita in the last round.

“Niky is too awesome!” Yates’s eyes were full of worship. “She is good at medicine, writing songs, playing games, and even at racing cars.”

“Does she have any shortcoming?”

“Nikita is very great.” Corley also had appreciation in his eyes, “She is very professional in racing and definitely not an amateur.”

“Harrell can’t compare with her. I dare to say that none of us here can beat her.”

“Maybe, only Mr. Lambert can compete with her.”

Sheehan was also a professional racer.

Before he took over the Lambert Group, he also joined the professional racing team, participated in world-class racing competitions and won many awards in the competitions. Even Louis, the god of racing, praised him for his talent and said that he was the second talented racer he had ever met.

As for the first talented racer, Louis didn’t tell.

However, Corley felt that if Louis met Nikita, he would definitely feel that Nikita was the third talented racer.

“She is a genius, and I can’t compare with her.” Sheehan watched Nikita drive over, took a bottle of water, got up and walked towards her.

Rosa stood beside and heard that a group of people, including her own brother were boasting Nikita.

She bit her lips, pinched fingers and lowered her eyes with hatred.