Chapter 584

Chapter 584:

The crowd erupted with enthusiasm. “Oh my God, it’s really Rosemarie! She’s incredible!”

“Madisyn is crazy to doubt her. Let’s hope Rosemarie’s not furious.”

“It’s all Madisyn’s fault!”

A wave of regret swept over the crowd as they reconsidered their doubts about Rosemarie, anxiety creeping in at the thought of her possible displeasure. Jada felt a surge of satisfaction.

This time, Madisyn was bound to lose face!

She stole a glance at Andrew, whose expression remained calm and unfazed. Would he still maintain that cool demeanor when Madisyn finally tasted defeat? A sly smirk danced across Jada’s lips as she eagerly awaited the approaching car.

Yet, seconds ticked by, and an uneasy feeling began to creep over the crowd. This wasn’t Rosemarie’s car!

It was Madisyn’s!

Just as the realization hit them, the vehicle raced toward the finish line, screeching to a halt. The door swung open, and out stepped Madisyn. The crowd’s eager anticipation evaporated, swiftly replaced by a wave of shock.

It was Madisyn—where was Rosemarie?

“It seems your goddess Rosemarie is nothing but a fraud,” Andrew’s casual remark pierced through the stunned silence.

Rosemarie had actually lost to Madisyn!

Could she truly be the legendary Rosemarie everyone revered?

A cloud of doubt hung heavily in the hearts of the spectators.

Rosemarie was meant to be the undefeated champion, the queen of the track! Yet here she was, defeated by Madisyn!

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Jada’s emotions were a tangled mess. Had she been deceived?

This gathering had been intended for her master to humiliate Madisyn, to shatter her pride and ensure she never dared to race again. But the tables had turned, and it was her master who had been bested instead.

Jada had undeniably gleaned knowledge from this individual and had witnessed her remarkable skills firsthand.

She bit her lip, her heart plummeting like a stone as she watched Rosemarie approach in the distance. Her master was not just slow—she was achingly, painfully slower than Madisyn.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Rosemarie, filled with disappointment and doubt. The admiration they once had for her was fading.

As she opened the car door, their looks were mocking, almost cruel.

“Jada, looks like you might have been wrong,” Wesley’s voice was deep and serious.

Jada felt a pang of guilt. Then, in the next instant, Rosemarie stumbled out of the driver’s seat, falling to the ground. Gasps of shock broke the silence.

Jada rushed over, kneeling beside Rosemarie. Her eyes widened when she saw blood on Rosemarie’s leg. “Master, what happened?” Jada asked, her voice filled with worry.

Rosemarie winced, trying to speak through the pain. “It’s my old injury acting up again.”

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