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    Elliott, too, watched intently, his brow slowly furrowing, a shadow creeping across his expression. The way she gripped the wheel… it was just like Skybreaker. The way she attacked those corners—those were Skybreaker’s signature moves. Could a mere protégé really mirror her mentor this perfectly? Or was Christina, in truth, Skybreaker herself?

    Elliott couldn’t shake the feeling that something about Christina’s maneuvers felt familiar, and the details reminded him more and more of Skybreaker. Some of her subtle moves, the way she handled the car… could anyone but Skybreaker pull that off so wlessly?

    He distinctly remembered Christina saying she was just a protégé of Skybreaker, and he saw no reason for her to lie to him, so he kept the suspicion to himself. There was no point in questioning her now. If she wanted to reveal her identity, she would have done it already.

    Elliott decided to leave it alone for now. Once he was certain she was Skybreaker, he would bring it up. Still, no matter how many times he tried to push the thought aside, it kept creeping back every time he looked at her.

    “Wow! Christina totally crushed it!” Chloe squealed, throwing her arms around Eloise in excitement.

    Eloise hugged her back, eyes shining. “She’s amazing. She sped way ahead and took the win.”

    “She’s just so cool! Watching her race makes my heart race. I kind of wanna learn how to race!” Chloe gushed.

    “Same here,” Eloise said, “but I don’t think I have the reflexes. I’d probably crash into the first corner.” She grinned sheepishly. Racing looked fun, but she knew she wasn’t calm under pressure. One wrong move at that speed? Disaster.

    “Well…” Chloe chuckled, sticking her tongue out. “I’m not exactly quick on my feet either.”

    Eloise burst outughing. “Maybe we should pick a safer hobby.”

    “Yeah.” Chloe grinned, rubbing her nose. “Something that doesn’t involve near-death experiences.”

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    Having already crossed the finish line and stepped out of the race car, Christina had been waiting for a while before Ralphy finally pulled up behind her.

    “Damn!” Ralphy called out as he climbed out of the car, helmet under one arm, running a hand through his hair. “I got absolutely smoked.”

    “It wasn’t that bad,” Christina said evenly. “You’re still a solid racer.”

    “I’m alright, butpared to you? Huge gap,” he sighed. Then, he nced over at the stands where Dn sat. “You know what would be amazing? Watching you race Dn. You up for another match?”

    Christina shrugged, casual as ever. “Sure. Just not sure if he needs to run back to the office.” She knew how Dn could be—once work got hectic, he would hole up for hours without a break. She wasn’t sure whether the Scott Group might need his attention right now.

    “No way he’s busy today,” Ralphy said confidently, thumping his chest. Even if something dide up, there was no chance Dn would pass up an opportunity to spend time with Christina. Between a small loss to thepany and spending time with her? That wasn’t even a contest.

    Besides, Dn was a beast when it came to making money—if thepany took a hit, he would bounce it back in no time. Any loss thepany suffered would only be a temporary slip.

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