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    That had to be it. This revtion demanded action. Isabe believed she needed to expose Brenna’s gold-digging intentions to Ethan, ensuring he saw her true colors.


    As Isabe stood to leave, Brenna unexpectedly pulled out her phone. A few tapster, she held up a photograph for Isabe to see. A rare, subtle smile curved her lips. “Take a look at this.”


    Isabe recognized the image immediately—Denis intimately embracing a famous actress in a shadowy parking garage.


    Brenna said, “Denis has gifted you properties and cars and even helped your brother find a job. I thought wedding bells were in your future. But this has changed everything. Between you and this famous actress, who’s really closer to bing Denis’ wife?”


    Isabe’s face went pale. Jobless and frantic to cling to her privileged lifestyle, she spat through clenched teeth, “You’re mistaken! That’s not Denis in the photo!”


    Rosie scanned the participant list once more, her heart sinking as she confirmed that Brenna’s name was nowhere to be found. Then, like a beacon in the fog, another familiar name caught her eye—Night.


    She squinted at the alias, then shot a nce at Brenna. “You signed up as Night?”


    Brenna kept her focus glued to her tablet. “Is there an issue with that?”


    Rosie’s face turned grim. Every racer knew about Night, the legendary racer. Rosie believed Jade probably didn’t know that Brenna was Night.


    “How… How are you this ridiculously talented?” Rosie looked at Brenna. “You are exceptional in so many fields. Are you even human?”


    The very thought of someone excelling in so many fields left her feeling dizzy. Without wasting another moment, Rosie rushed to find Jade. This newfound knowledge of Brenna could turn the tide of the race.


    Isabe vaguely recalled the alias from Brenna’s equestrian triumph, but she was no expert on the glittering world of racing and had no clue what the name “Night” signified to racers.


    She nced at Rosie, confusion knitting her brow, wondering why Rosie seemed so on edge.


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    She continued to taunt Brenna, “Real racers have custom-built race cars. Do you even have one? Surely you’re not using the expensive car you always drive, right? That’s augh. Price tags don’t win races. You should be worried that your car might get you killed in the race.”


    Despite her bravado, Isabe was already surreptitiously scrolling through her phone, searching for news about Denis dating the starlet.


    Vivian’s demeanor shifted like the wind when she found out that Brenna was Night. Her earlier mockery evaporated, reced by the hope that a worthypetitor would rise to challenge Brenna.


    Rosie found Jade deep in a heated exchange with Ethan at the track management office. Ethan’s expression was stormy, his re sharp enough to cut ss as he spat out a single word, “Nope.”


    He tossed a set of keys to Neville. “Give the keys to Brenna.” Neville took the keys and made his exit.


    “I won’t lend you my car,” Ethan said to Jade coldly. “Find another solution.”


    Jade’s dazzling smile didn’t falter. “After all I did for you in Norview, this is how you repay me? My car is broken. Just do me a favor and lend me your car.” She raised an eyebrow. “Brenna’s just an amateur chasing attention and fun. I’m different. If you let me win, I’ll handle a dozen projects for you. How about it? Sounds like a generous deal, right?”


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