On the night of the race,

Sandra drove Joey and Wesley to Corolla Mountain Road and saw a lot of people celebrating.

There were many female models standing on top of cars, jumping with two cups of champagne in their hands.

Some young people with dyed blonde hair were dancing to the music.

Joey asked around and discovered that Jagger and renowned racing driver John Lautner were also present.

John was a superstar in the racing world.

He had good looks, incredible skills, and loved performing dangerous stunts.

In short, he was a racing celebrity.

Jagger, on the other hand, was more average, but over the years, he had been consistently performing well in races.

So, this time, everyone was betting on who would win.

A betting station had been set up nearby.

Jagger had the highest betting rate, with 3-1 odds.

The other, less famous racing drivers had odds of 100-1.

However, no one bet on them, as everyone knew they couldn’t win.

Jagger and John both had a real chance to win.

Sandra wore a black mask and placed her bet on Wesley’s name.

When Wesley’s name appeared, everyone fell silent.

After all, he had been in a vegetative state, and it was a miracle that he had regained consciousness. How could he possibly participate in a race?

But soon, news spread that Sandra was the one driving and that Wesley was just in the passenger seat.

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Everyone immediately understood.

“Mr. Cooper is nostalgic for the old days and wants to see these curves again.”

“Those who have experienced racing know that you can never forget that thrilling feeling.”

When Sandra placed her bet, the people around her looked at her with curiosity.

If she bet on Wesley to come in last place, there might have been a chance of winning.

But she bet on him to win the championship?

Had she gone crazy?

But Sandra didn’t give them a chance to question her and simply walked away.

It was just a side story that no one would pay attention to.

Soon, the topic of discussion shifted.

“Look, that’s John!”

Sandra looked over.

John wore a white casual outfit, with fair skin and a pair of black sunglasses.

He had a black earring on his ear, and with his hands in his pockets, he looked incredibly cool.

As soon as he came on stage, all the girls in the crowd screamed.

John took photos with his fans.

Suddenly, a group of black-clad bodyguards rushed over and pushed the crowd apart.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Shh. Daniel Becker is coming.”

“Daniel Becker? The daredevil racer?”

“Yes, it’s him. In an international race, he crashed three cars and killed two people.”

“During an interview, he said that those people deserved it.”

“It’s terrifying. Why did they invite such a murderous person to this race?”

“He signed up on his own.”

Sandra had been secluded on the mountain for the past couple of years and paid little attention to international racing.

So, she hadn’t heard of Daniel.

In the crowd, someone suddenly asked,

“Who do you think has better racing skills, Daniel or Chris?”

“Chris, she’s experienced, after all.”

“But Daniel is ruthless and causes injuries every time. Jagger and John will suffer today.”

The Hill family was also present.

Because of Jagger, they received good treatment.

Now, they had a small stand to rest in.

When they saw Daniel, they gathered together to discuss.

“Jagger, you need to avoid this person,” Gary said, concerned.

Emily suggested, “How about arranging a few people to chase after Daniel and buy time for Jagger?”

It sounded like a good plan, but everyone knew how ruthless Daniel was. There had been people who tried to block him in an international race.

But what was the result?

Daniel crashed two cars and became famous for it.

Emily was too naive.

After all, this was Corolla Mountain Road, the mountain road with the most twists and turns.

A slight misstep could result in disastrously wrecked cars and casualties.

Although Jagger had witnessed many accidents like this before, he felt uneasy when he heard Emily’s words.

Emily noticed that her brothers remained silent and realized she had said something wrong. She felt embarrassed.

“I’m just worried about Jagger.”

Jagger sighed. “But we can’t risk others’ lives.”

Emily nodded but secretly clenched her fists.

In Silver Fox,

Wesley leisurely fastened his seatbelt and looked at Sandra beside him.

“How confident are you?”

Sandra looked at the race track winding through the mountains in the distance, a faint smile on her lips. “What about you?”

Wesley leaned against the seat. “I’m not the one driving.”

“But you’ll be the one receiving the prize.”

Sandra rolled down the car window and gazed at the dark sky. “I hope my patients are happy. I don’t want you to get depressed.”

Wesley was speechless.

He mumbled, “It’s going to rain.”

It was now dusk, and once it got dark, the race would begin.

But if it rained, it would be very dangerous.

Sandra placed her hands on the steering wheel, full of energy.

“Doesn’t matter.”

Wesley frowned. She was being boastful.

He glanced at Daniel’s car next to them and reminded Sandra,

“Don’t push yourself.”

Sandra was in a good mood and even replied with a smile.

“If I don’t push myself, your car will end up in someone else’s hands.”

Wesley shrugged. “It’s all fate.”

Sandra didn’t say anything else.

As it grew darker, Jagger came down from the stand and approached his car.

Before getting in, he observed the cars next to his own.

When he caught sight of Sandra, his face darkened instantly.

“Sandra, what are you doing here?”

When he saw Sandra’s name on the big screen, he thought it was a joke.

He had believed that Wesley wouldn’t let Sandra participate in such a dangerous race.

But Sandra had shown up.

She wasn’t there to be a cheerleader; instead, she was sitting in the driver’s seat, looking ahead with a smile on her face. It seemed like she was determined to win the championship.

Jagger couldn’t stand the thought of competing with a complete novice.

“Sandra, get out of here. Don’t make a fool of yourself!”

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