Chapter 708
Chapter 708:
“Yes.” Janice’s single word reflected her resolve.
Aiden took a deep breath and adjusted his sunglasses. “Okay, I’ll secure this victory for you.”
“You two aren’t thinking this through!” Vernon exclaimed, stunned by their assurance.
To Aiden and Janice, they faced a completely new challenge: the White Goose Mountain trail. Renowned for its perilous bends and twists, it was a track where many rookies faltered and few excelled.
Yet, there stood Janice and Aiden, exuding so much confidence as if the race’s result was a foregone conclusion.
How could they be so sure of themselves?
“I, too, think you’re being reckless,” Jorge commented, joining them with a concerned frown. “I’ve spent years mastering this track before I could set a record. And you, with barely half an hour to familiarize yourselves, think you can outpace Conley?”
Jorge then turned to Conley and murmured, “They call him the Madman. His opponents fear his wildly aggressive driving. He’d risk his life to win.”
“Jorge, it sounds like you’re really worried about us,” Janice responded with a playful smile. “Aren’t you supposed to wish for our defeat?”
Jorge was visibly shocked for a moment before averting his gaze, whispering, “I’d prefer to see Conley beaten.”
Janice noticed his reaction, her eyebrow arching knowingly. She understood the complex dynamics between Jorge and Conley. Both were notorious playboys in Cloverhill. Jorge used to be the leader of his circle, but everything changed with Conley’s arrival.
Conley overshadowed Jorge in almost every aspect, even in their favorite pastime of car racing.
𝓢𝓮𝓮 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 @ 𝓰Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹐ⅽ𝗼𝗺
Once, they had raced for a woman. Jorge had lost not just the race but also the woman he loved to Conley.
“Jorge, I need to use your car.” Without waiting for approval, Aiden climbed into the driver’s seat. “You’re with me in the front.”
“What?” Jorge was flabbergasted. He turned to Janice, seeking confirmation.
“You’re familiar with the trail. Spend these thirty minutes guiding him,” Janice instructed firmly.
Jorge wanted to refuse, but ultimately, he gritted his teeth and sat in the passenger seat.
The engine of the yellow Lamborghini roared as Aiden revved it, heading for the mountain path.
Janice exchanged a glance with Vernon before they both settled into the black sedan.
“Why are we risking so much to challenge Conley? Is it all for the Eternity Building?” Vernon asked, his tone laced with confusion.
“The Eternity Building is strategically located. And Jorge is a useful pawn.”
Vernon paused, taken aback, then questioned, “Are you planning to manipulate Jorge?”
Gazing out at Conley, Janice said calmly, “Jorge may be a playboy, but he’s also a sentimental person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such a deep grudge against Conley over a woman.”
“Or could it be just to save face?”
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