NovelStartChapter 888
The impact of being called "Uncle" was really something else!
Karter had gulped down three big mugs of beer and only stopped when he absolutely couldn't drink another
drop. His phone, sitting on the bedside table, buzzed with a notification.
As he picked it up, the grin on his face froze once he read the message. Flora, who was sitting close by, peeked
at the screen. It looked like a text from Racing Club 257 about the details of a tryout race. "Dad, is it from Racing
Club 2577?" Adrian guessed, noticing Karter's expression.
"Yeah." Karter shifted his gaze from the phone to the window, looking distant and lost in thought. After a
moment, he chuckled as if he had cto terms with something. "Well, it looks like it might really be the end of
the road for the Reyes Racing Team." No one could fault him for feeling this way. The mood in the hospital room
turned heavy.
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Karter put the laptop back on the bedside table, his hand trembling slightly. Even though he seemed to accept
the situation, it was hard to truly let go. This was the Reyes Racing Team he had always looked after, and now he
could only watch as it fell apart. Seeing Karter so down, Flora pressed her lips together and asked, "Can we add
someone to the team at the last minute?"
"Huh?" Karter was momentarily caught off guard by her question.
Flora's voice remained laid-back and cool, "I mean, | could stand in for the Reyes Racing Team in the tryout."
Her words were soft but clear enough for everyone to hear. Karter and Ryan were both taken aback.
"Flora, you..."
Before Karter could finish, Adrian's excited shriek filled the room. "That's it! Why didn't I think of that? Sis, you
can race for us!"
How did he not think of it sooner? Flora's driving skills were top-notch; with her racing, they were sure to crush
the competition! "We're going to win, we're going to win!"
The Smiths won't be able to brag anymore!
"Quiet down!" Karter found Adrian too loud and scolded him. Adrian immediately hushed with just a glance from
his dad.
"Flora, don't worry about the Reyes Racing Team. Your hand still hasn't healed Karter said. He had never seen
Flora race, but he figured her skills were probably just above average.
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Hearing this, Flora raised an eyebrow and smiled with confidence, "No problem, | can take them on with one
hand tied behind my back."
The Smiths weren't even worth both her hands. Karter was taken aback by Flora's boldness.
"Dad, Sis is really good at racing! She can beat the Smiths single-handedly!" Adrian chimed in eagerly.
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In the end, Karter relented and
agreed to let Flora race. It wasn't that he was pinning all his hopes on her. Despite his reluctance to admit it, the
gap between the Reyes and Smith families was big. No matter how good Flora was, she couldn't change
everything alone. But if she wanted to race, why not let her? It would be fun, and since the Reyes Racing Team
was part of her
father's legacy, letting Flora
represent them one last tfelt
right.
After leaving the hospital room and visiting Raul, Flora didn't head out until dusk.
Later that evening, after a shower, she casually picked up her phone to find a message from Crimson.
Crimson: "Hey Flora, darling. | haven't tracked down Abbey's whereabouts yet, but | dug up something... the
folks who helped her escape seem to have ties to your parents."
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