The Good Girl's Revenge

A row of cars was in position, one line in the middle separating them into two parts. A beautiful woman dressed in sexy clothes was holding a bottle of wine with the lid open.

She walked in the middle with a charming smile, took a big gulp of wine, pulled the scarf off her neck with her other hand, shook it a few times, and threw it out into the air.

The red scarf landed lightly. The moment it landed on the ground, there were a few sounds of whooshes. The cars on both sides of the road sped out and disappeared in a few seconds.

There was a route on this hillside road that started from this direction and returned to its original place from the opposite direction after a long circle and a small road.

The first car to come back would be the champion.

Damian clenched the steering wheel as he drove, slammed the accelerator to the ground, and the moment he rushed out, Penelope, who did no preparations and had experience, bounced back.

If she hadn't fastened her seat belt in advance, her forehead would have slammed into the front seat glass, which would been a tragedy.

Penelope bounced out halfway and was pulled back into the back seat by the seat belt. There was a muffled sound on her back, which sounded very painful.

Damian saw this, and the curve of his lips became even worse, and he began to turn violently the steering wheel in his hand.

Just like that, while Penelope bared her teeth and her head was still in a daze, her body began to shake vigorously from left to right. After shaking violently for a few times, the speed of the car began to slow down.

She steadied herself, her heart pounding. She gritted her teeth and glared at Damian, "Are you crazy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Damian stepped on the gas pedal again, and there was a curve ahead.

Penelope glared, "Ah, stop the car. Stop the car. It's going to crash.”

When her face was filled with horror and she thought that she was going to die today, the head of the car jerked and squeaked. She was thrown and slammed against the door.

The car passed the curve safely in this way.

Penelope's face was pale and blue, and she suddenly covered her chest, where her heart beat so violently that she felt as if she had survived a disaster. She took a deep breath and trembled with anger.

She could tell that this jerk did this intentionally. He must be. He could have done it more safely, but he wanted to scare her. Damn it.

"Pervert, wait, wait..."

Before the harsh words could be spoke out by her, the entire car was once again running forward in a zigzag route. Damian squinted, not expecting the woman to scold him at this point.

Hmph, then don't blame him for not going easy on her

What happened next was definitely Penelope's nightmare.

With Damian's intended operation, the speed of the car was almost raised to the extreme, and the view outside the window became fragments, but the road ahead was still very clear.

Because of this, Damian still liked to drive towards the tree, the wall, and every time Penelope thought he was going to hit on to these barriers, he could avoid it. It was really thrilling, challenging the heartbeat.

"Ah, Damian, you bastard. I'm going to kill you. What kind of driver are you? Stop the car.”

"Turn around, come on, we're going to hit, ah...”

"I don't want to play anymore. I want to get out of the car. I don't want to sit in the car you drive. Ah.."

Penelope's screams were heard all over the winding mountain road.

Damian didn't forget the mission to win the race beside scaring her. Although a million dollars was nothing to him, who would want to lose if one could win.

In the end, of course, Damian was the first to reach the finish line, which shocked the people who were waiting.

"Look, is that Damian's car? Have we won?"

Derek smiled and nodded.

Nora's heart finally relaxed and she ran up to him.

Damian took off his sunglasses and was in high spirits. Penelope, on the other hand, had a pale face and was as soft as a dead fish, with her eyes wide open, obviously not regaining her senses.

Nora was startled and immediately opened the door to help her down, "Penelope, are you okay?" Damian said faintly, "Don't worry. It's her first time to sit in my car. She's just not used to it. She'll be fine soon.”

His voice made Penelope's eyes move. She looked at him in a daze. The next second, her eyes became fierce. She swallowed saliva hard and her legs trembled.

"You, you are, you're so..."

He raised his eyebrows and grinned, "I'm so good indeed, but you do not seem very good. Tsk tsk.” Damian shook his head as if he had thought of something, "By the way, you sign up for this to sit in my car. It has nothing to do with me. I took you to experience it. Don't thank me too much.” Penelope's head was dizzy with anger, and her expression suddenly changed. She immediately broke away from Nora's hand and ran to the side to support the wall. She suddenly bent down and vomited.

Derek glanced at Damian, "Are you angry?"

Damian smiled, "Much better."

Derek chuckled and shook his head, "I think Penelope is not bad. She suits you very well."

"Boss, I've been working for you for so many years. Is it really okay for you to trick me like this?" Damian's face darkened.

The latter shrugged and stopped talking.

But regarding relationships, the destiny was very mysterious. Who knew what will happen in the future.

After Penelope vomited for a while, she felt much more relaxed, comfortable, and recovered a lot. She took a bottle of water to wash her mouth. She took the tissue from Nora and wiped her mouth. Her face was gloomy and she turned around to stare at Damian.

Nora thought she was going to fight with Damian again, which was a trouble for her. She hugged her and coaxed her.

Damian glanced at her and snorted, not taking her anger seriously.

Penelope kept taking deep breaths to calm her anger, but she wouldn't just let it go. Such a jerk. Just wait for her.

She gritted her teeth and lowered her eyes. It was rare for Nora to be able to pull her into the car without any resistance. Damian could not help but be surprised to see that she did not burst into fury.

After they got off the field and won the race, according to the rules, the racing gang made way for them and they drove back smoothly.

the Joneses.

After Sheldon's leg was broken by Adam, he recuperated in the hospital for two weeks. The swelling on his face had disappeared and he was still in the hospital. However, his whole temperament was even gloomier.

It was said that a person's temperament could change a person's appearance. If Nora stood in front of him, she would not recognize him at once.

In the ward, Sheldon stood by the side with his head lowered. There was no expression on his face. Sean sat in front of him, his expressionless face full of deterrence.

"After so many days, you still haven't made any progress, and you even made yourself look like this." The light words did not sound like any accusations, but they made Sheldon feel cold all over.