Goodbye, My Love

"Nonsense!" Marco interjected. "It's too dangerous."

He knew Slater was obsessed with racing. He would drive Like a madman.

Loraine might get hurt if she competed with him.

However, to his surprise, Loraine and Jennie looked at each other and laughed. "Okay, deal!"

Everyone went to the empty street outside the bar.

Slater trailed his finger across his beloved Bugatti Veyron as if it were his lover.

He could effortlessly defeat Loraine with his car.

Slater wanted to make the most of the race and teach Loraine a lesson.

He looked at her and smirked. "A simple race would be boring. Why don't we turn it into a bet?"

"Okay. What do you want to bet on?" Loraine readily agreed.

Slater rubbed his palms together and said, "Loraine, if you lose, you have to admit to the media that you relied on men to reach this position. What say?" Everyone's face changed when they heard that.

The stake was too high. Loraine's entire future would be ruined if she said that.

Marco frowned, but Loraine didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Okay, you got it. I'll do as you say!"

She stared at Slater's Bugatti Veyron, its silver-blue surface gleaming in the darkness. A triumphant grin stretched across his Lips.

"What's your end of the bargain? I like your car. It's cool. If you lose, you have to give it to me. Do you agree to the bet?"

Slater's heart leaped to his throat. He glanced at his car and back at

Loraine's. It was an ordinary white Audi, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Loraine didn't look Like someone who knew much about cars.

Slater was confident he would win the race.

"Okay, let's bet!"