Chapter 583

Chapter 583:

She secretly hoped that Rosemarie would put Madisyn in her rightful place.

Andrew stood nearby, hands casually tucked into his pockets, observing the distant specks of the racing cars with an air of calm. Jada, her curiosity piqued, asked, “Andrew, who do you think will win?”

Without a moment’s hesitation, he replied, “Madisyn.”

Jada’s smile faltered. Andrew’s unwavering faith in Madisyn seemed misplaced!

But perhaps it was for the best; this time, he would finally see that Madisyn was nothing more than an incompetent and conceited woman.

While they engaged in leisurely chatter, the race on the track unfolded with fierce intensity.

Rosemarie swiftly overtook Madisyn, leaving her in the dust. To Rosemarie, Madisyn was hardly a worthy opponent; such a woman was simply unfit to be her rival.

Glancing back, she scoffed upon realizing that Madisyn’s car was nowhere in sight, a realization that only reinforced her sense of superiority.

However, a blaring horn pierced the air to her left, prompting Rosemarie to turn. To her astonishment, there was Madisyn, positioned right alongside her.

Shock coursed through her—how had Madisyn managed to catch up? How was this even possible? After all her years of racing, no woman had matched her prowess, save for one exception…

Yes, that one woman, Rosemarie!

She wasn’t Rosemarie herself, but in the absence of the racing icon, she had been riding the coattails of Rosemarie’s name to rake in plenty of cash. Yet today, someone had actually outpaced her. Had she not been putting in enough practice lately?

In that fleeting moment of distraction, the car beside her suddenly vanished from view, forcing her to rush forward in an effort to catch up.

Not far ahead lay a series of curves—a perfect opportunity to overtake. She steadied her nerves, preparing to drive skillfully, but in the next heartbeat, she witnessed a breathtaking display of talent.

If she had been a spectator, she would have cheered for Madisyn!

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It was a flawless maneuver, executed with such precision that Madisyn vanished from her sight in the blink of an eye. Crash! The imposter’s car slammed into the rocks.

Shaking off the shock, she quickly regained her composure and navigated through the curve. Still, her heart raced uncontrollably, as if time had stopped. It dawned on her that Madisyn truly possessed extraordinary skill!

She wasn’t even close to being Madisyn’s equal! How could such a hidden racing prodigy exist?

Why had she never heard of Madisyn before?

The imposter gritted her teeth in frustration.

At the finish line, a wave of boredom washed over the crowd. With the race’s outcome predictable, there was no anticipation or thrill in the air.

“Here it comes!” someone suddenly shouted.

Everyone turned their attention, and sure enough, a car was speeding toward them. Jada glanced at the timer, her voice brimming with excitement as she exclaimed, “Under seven minutes! She’s about to break the record right here!”

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