Chapter 999
Chapter 999:
The driver ahead clearly heard him but made no effort to yield, maintaining a firm block on Vinson’s path.
Meanwhile, the cars behind them were still maneuvering through the curves, trailing at a significant distance.
Large screens in the park facilitated a great viewing experience for spectators monitoring the race.
A multi-million-dollar Koenigsegg zoomed through the mountain roads, displaying its exceptional performance as
it led the way.
The creamy white Ferrari refused to let the car behind it overtake while aiming to seize an opportunity to pass
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Prior to arriving, Nora had already gathered extensive information about the affluent second-generation elite in
Silverdale.
Hans and Marlin, who were constantly among the top two racers in the competition, achieved their success
through their personal endeavors rather than relying on their family’s support.
Leading multiple enterprises and possessing fortunes exceeding one hundred million, they held sway within
Silverdale’s affluent second-generation circles.
In contrast to rival wealthy families, they eschewed familial property disputes in favor of mutual support and
collaborative growth, fostering unity within the Boyd family.
Other CEOs from prominent clans envied Marlin’s good fortune in having two exemplary sons.
Hans’ and Marlin’s interest in racing only ignited a year ago. Their garage housed numerous globally coveted
limited edition supercars, and they actively participated in various racing events across Silverdale.
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Racing was merely a pastfor them.
Initially indifferent to the competition, Nora's desire to win ignited upon seeing the two competitors.
She deemed it worthwhile to compete against them. “Marlin, the Ferrari tailing us is putting on quite the chase.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHans and Marlin were vying for second place in the race. Yolande sat in the passenger seat, attentively keeping
an eye on the car behind them.
“Vinson sucks. He can’t even keep pace with a woman,” Yolande sneered. “I thought he had racing prowess.”
Marlin gripped the steering wheel, casting a dark glance toward the rearview mirror at the vehicle behind them.
The woman exhibited exceptional skills in racing, effortlessly outpacing the others with her Ferrari. It seemed her
car might overtake his and Hans’s.
Ahead loomed a sharp turn, the steepest point on Ishiki Mountain. Faced with the nearly 90-degree bend,
everyone, whether ascending or descending the mountain, would inevitably slow down.
Having traversed Ishiki Mountain's roads numerous times, Marlin harbored apprehensions about this particular
stretch. As they neared, both his and Hans'’s sports cars decelerated.