Chapter 112

Chapter 112 What? She wanted $

Sabrina to go home and put at in the etion before the Lace?

Shirley’s implication was clear. Sabrina wasn’t even qualitied to race against her This celebrated socialite was being way too arrogant. Where did she get the confidence to say something like that in front of Sabrina?

Sabrina’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly smiled and said, “Shirley, being confident is a good thing. But I am just here to remind you, racing isn’t easy hope you’ll actually make it to the National Grand Prix. I’m looking forward to racing with you there.”

Sabrina’s words were spot on Shirley had been so amegant in front of Sabrina. It she couldn’t even get shortlisted into the National Grand Prix, she would be nothing short of a joke, I At that point, Sabrina’s tans would have a ove a field day, and Shirley would likely become the laughing stock of Elderstone. The title of “celebrated socialine” wouldn’t even save her from the ridicule And weren’t they cousins? Sabrina had just lett Turbo impact, and now Shirley was declaring her intention to join. It felt like a slap in Sabrina’s face.

The relationship between the cousins was certainly complicated Shirley moved elegantly, her fait and delicate skin glowing in the sunlight. She looked like a beauty out of a fairy tale, her natural charm making even other women Teel mous to show your championship level skill at the Grand Prix.

She smiled casually, unfazed by the tension. “I won’t disappoint you, Sabrina. But I do hope you’ll be able to s Don’t lose too badly, atter all, we were both once trained by the late Tristan.”

Shirley had also been trained by Tristan?

Hearing her mention Tristan, the crowd began to consider that maybe this celebrated socialite wasn’t as bad a driver as they had assumed. After all, Tristan wouldn’t waste his time on someone completely incapable And with Shirley’s confidence and her unhurried demeanor, it seemed like she had some real confidence to backup her words.

Now, the crowd was starting to look forward to seeing what this celebrated socialite could do on the track.

Enough with Tristan already. Shirley was clearly trying to go against her on purpose. If that was the case, then Sabrina wouldn’t hold back any longer. Sabrina sherred. “Is that so? Well, let’s wait and see!”

With that, she turned on ber heel and walked away.

Elizabeth glanced at Shirley with disdain and said, “I can’t wait to see someone eat their own words.”

She then followed closely behind Sabrina, Jeaving the scene.

The crowd remained lively, eagerly discussing what would unfold next.

Just as Sabrina said, the National Grand Prix next month would be the true test. They were all hoping Shirley wasn’t)

‘t just talking big.

But the real question was would Tomas accept Shirley into Turbo Impact?

Everyone instinctively looked at Tomas and Charlie Turbo Impact was already on the verge of collapse, and bringing in someone like Shirley seemed unlikely to change that. After all, there was no guarantee she had evercompeted before.

Even if she did make it into the National Grand Prix, if she didn’t place, it would just be a waste of money.

Tomas stared at Starley intently, las gaze unlilinking. After a long pause, his hand resting on Charlie’s arm was tightened, his face slowly flushing with excitement. “Charlie__ is it her?” Tomas asked, his voice trembling-

Was Shirley the girl driving the Bugatti here that night?

Charlie’s excitement was no lessthan Tomas‘. He replied, “It should be her That night, Chadie had been abad, with Tomas following close behind, so he had a better view.

Shirley’s profile strongly resembled the girl from that night.

The age matched, the features aligned, and she clearly had the means to drive a limited edition Bugatti Coupled with what Shirley had just said, Charlie was cominced she was the Bugatti giod from that sight.

Tomas couldn’t describe the feeling in him. It was like a dying manluad just been given a life–saving elixir, suddenly revived against all odds.

“Did you just say you want to join Turbo limpact?” Tomas asjurit, lais voice shaking with excitement, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Shirley stepped forward, holding Damian’s hand and said, “Yes, Mr, Clatlar, I’m wondering if Tubu impact is still looking for racers?” Tomas was so overwhelmed, he couldn’t had the words