Chapter 521

Chapter 521:

“What have you been up to these past few days? You seemed really busy.” As they sat in the restaurant, Andrew’s dark, expressive eyes were fixed on Madisyn, reflecting a hint of worry.

Madisyn answered, “Just some work stuff—it’s nothing to worry about. I’ve had a couple of…”

“I dropped by your office last night, but you weren’t there,” Andrew said softly.

Madisyn nearly froze. She lifted her eyes to meet Andrew’s gaze, which felt like peering into an endless abyss. For a moment, dread washed over her, making her wonder if he knew her secret.

“Did you come out for a meeting?” she quickly responded, “Yes, yes! I’ve had a lot of appointments lately. Here, taste this dish; it’s amazing!” She swiftly offered him a piece of pork, eager to change the subject.

Andrew studied her closely but chose to press further.

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The HB Club had gained a huge following, with many fans convinced they would take home the championship this year. In contrast, the YM Club seemed to slip under the radar, drawing little interest from anyone.

On the eve of the race, Madisyn made her way to the hospital to visit Hamlin. As she approached the door, she caught snippets of raised voices from within the room.

“You awful people!” Hamlin’s voice cracked, filled with anger.

“Hamlin, don’t get so upset. Your health isn’t great. What if you kick the bucket from getting mad? People might think I killed you!” a voice boomed, laughter lacing the words.

Hamlin glared at the man in front of him with bloodshot eyes. This man was once his dedicated and humble son-in-law, but after his daughter’s death, everything had changed. In a shocking turn, the man had taken all his resources and started his own racing team.

“Mercer, you’ll pay for this!”

“Pay for what? I haven’t broken any laws. Otherwise, you would have sued me already. Here’s your final chance: I’m offering you 100,000 dollars. Give me your team, and I’ll ensure your members have a future. Otherwise, after this race, you’ll all be finished!” Mercer Lopez said arrogantly.

Hamlin’s fists tightened in anger. The team was the result of his years of hard work. How could this scoundrel offer something like that? Just as he was about to refuse, thoughts of his teammates flooded his mind. They had all shared the dream of becoming famous racers.

Mercer had a point. If he surrendered the team now, at least his teammates could continue pursuing their dreams. If he turned Mercer down, the team would be bankrupt after the race, leaving everyone without options.

When Mercer saw Hamlin wavering, his smirk widened. He knew Hamlin was soft-hearted and couldn’t stand to watch his teammates lose their chance to race.

“Have you made your choice? Your loyal teammates have stood by you for so long. Are you really going to watch them walk away from the racing world?” Mercer forcefully dropped a contract in front of Hamlin. “Think it over and sign.”

Hamlin’s clenched fists began to relax. “I’ll sign.”

Mercer burst into hearty laughter. So what if Hamlin used to be the king of racing? Now he was just a failure! As Hamlin prepared to sign, a smug look spread across his face.

In that moment, a voice rang out, “Don’t sign!” Both men turned to see a woman in a hat stepping into the room. Although her face was hidden, her strong presence filled the air.

Hamlin felt a flicker of recognition. “Are—”

“Don’t sign. We can beat the HB Club in this race!” The woman’s voice was icy and unwavering.

Mercer, annoyed by the interruption, glared at her. “Who are you? What do you want? Get out of here!”

Ignoring Mercer, Madisyn fixed her gaze on Hamlin. “Trust me. I will help you get back to the top.”

Hamlin felt a rush of confusion about who she might be, but her words sparked a thrill of excitement within him. Those familiar words brought back a flood of memories. The racing world was unforgiving. That day had been a turning point—he could have become an official racer, but a wealthy competitor had stolen his chance.

In that moment, a woman had brushed past him and said, “Join us, and I can get you to the top.”

Hamlin found himself agreeing almost without hesitation. Under her guidance, he and some other racers, who came from all corners of the country, triumphed, taking first place. She became a legend in the racing community—Ramona. But after their championship win, she vanished without a word. They hadn’t been in touch for years.

Could this woman really be Ramona? Hamlin felt a surge of excitement. “Alright!”

Mercer’s anger flared. “Hamlin, are you out of your mind? Do you really want to watch your loyal teammates end up empty-handed?”

“They won’t end up empty-handed. You’ll be the one facing the consequences,” the woman replied, her voice sharp. From under her hat, Mercer sensed her fierce gaze, as if a predator were watching him, making him shiver involuntarily.

He smirked defiantly. “Fine, I’ll wait and see your performance!” With that, he spun around and stormed out.

Hamlin turned to Madisyn, his eyes alight with joy. “Ramona, you’re back!”

Madisyn didn’t confirm or deny it. Instead, she said, “Get some rest and wait for the results.” Then she walked away.

Hamlin closed his eyes, a smile spreading slowly across his face. Their team was saved!

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