Bring Your A Game, Mr

A lot of people gathered at the Nightwing Circuit at 8.00PM. Today’s race was organized by Danny and Jamie; the two rich dandies had been at odds in Athesea for a long time.

Alexander was sitting at the entrance to the clubhouse. He had changed into casual wear, but the elegant and distant air about him made him seem somewhat out of tune with Danny’s circle of friends. Glancing at the watch on his wrist, he asked with a frown, “Where’s he?”

Danny answered obsequiously at once, “He’s supposed to be here soon, Alexander.” God only knows how much trouble it took for me to bring the workaholic Alexander here. Jamie, that brat, is going to suffer a crushing defeat! he thought with a smile before seeing Jamie’s car arrive.

Jamie got out of the driver’s seat first. Then, the passenger door opened. Dressed in gray casual clothes, the lady slowly walked up to the two men with Jamie, her wavy, long hair hanging ‌loosely behind her neck.

Only then did everyone get to see the woman’s face. Her fair skin was flawless, and her almond eyes looked breathtakingly beautiful under the light, as if they could put somebody under their spell.

The lady was a stunner, but Danny didn’t forget the reason they were here. “Where’s the expert racer you brought with you, Jamie? I’ve brought my brother here today. Just wait till you lose, you brat.”

“Well, I wouldn’t be so sure of that. This lady here is my boss,

in disbelief. “You mean her? Your boss, you say? Are you kidding me, Jamie? I’ve brought Alexander here today. How

having a sports car race here, not a toy

though. They’ll have egg on their faces later,

“Let’s start the race.” After tying up her long hair with a rubber band, she picked up the helmet on the table and put it on in swift and crisp

was indeed unwilling to race against a little girl because the outcome was already predetermined. However, Danny tugged at his sleeve and whispered to him, “I didn’t expect the expert Jamie brought with him would be a little girl, Alexander. Now that she’s already here, why don’t you race with her? Just don’t be too harsh on her. After all, she’s a young lady, and a

a little and hesitated for a moment

everyone present felt that the outcome of the race had already

finishing line, and the circuit was eight kilometers long. Whoever got back to the starting line first would

that he had underestimated the lady. This lady’s really something; she’s risking her life for the race. It seems that I’ve met my match, he thought. His lips curved up in a smile, and the look in his eyes became