Chapter 624

Chapter 624:

Once she and Rosemarie were out of earshot, Jada leaned in and whispered, “With so many people here, you’d have to pay at least a few million. Can you really afford that?”

“It’s just a race against Madisyn. Do you really think I’d lose to her? We’ve got our strategy all mapped out, haven’t we?” Rosemarie flashed a subtle smile, her confidence unyielding as she replied.

Jada nodded, feeling reassured.

Losing to Madisyn was utterly inconceivable, especially considering she wouldn’t even finish today’s race.

The individual race began swiftly.

The sharp crack of a gunshot pierced the air as the competitors took off.

Countless sports cars surged forward, engines roaring, while the crowd watched with a mix of anticipation and tension. The lead position quickly became a fierce battleground, the frontrunner’s name changing with breathtaking speed. The audience was perched on the edge of their seats, the excitement of this race more exhilarating than ever.

Rosemarie was holding her own, currently in third place, with Madisyn trailing closely in fourth.

“Looks like Rosemarie just didn’t bring her A-game in yesterday’s race.”

“It’s so nerve-wracking! I wonder who’ll claim the top spot this time.”

“I hope Rosemarie can truly showcase her potential!”

The crowd buzzed with eager anticipation.

Thea found herself in the lead momentarily.

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She had poured every ounce of effort into achieving this position.

Ever since the backlash she faced after clinching first place for the first time, Thea had ramped up her training regimen. Year after year, she had consistently claimed the top spot, yet naysayers continued to insist she paled in comparison to Rosemarie. Today, she was resolute in her determination to silence them and prove that Rosemarie was no match for her prowess.

The first lap zipped by in a whirlwind, with Rosemarie hot on Thea’s heels. Rosemarie glanced at the rearview mirror, bracing for Madisyn’s inevitable catch-up. By now, Madisyn should have been right on her tail, given her usual aggressive style, but instead, she was trailing leisurely, almost with a hint of nonchalance.

A flicker of anxiety crept into Rosemarie’s mind about their meticulously crafted plan, prompting her to ease off the throttle just a touch. Two cars zipped past her, yet Madisyn remained stubbornly in the rear.

It seemed Madisyn’s much-hyped skills were failing to live up to expectations. Rosemarie’s lips curled into a knowing smirk as she spoke into the intercom. “Get ready.”

Jada responded with a hum, acknowledging the command without uttering a word.

Just ahead loomed a treacherous 45-degree turn, infamous as the most perilous spot on the track. It was the very place where Zahir had once endured a catastrophic accident. One wrong move, and the car could easily soar off the track and plunge into the abyss—a grim fate that had claimed many racers before.

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