Chapter 107

Sophia Evans' perfectly made-up face twisted in rage. No one had ever humiliated her in public like this.

The A-list actress clenched her fists so hard her nails dug into her palms. She couldn't afford to lose her composure in front of the crowd.

Felix Valdemar frowned. "Isabella Langley, you've gone too far."

"Want to hear something even worse?" Isabella lifted her chin defiantly. "Everything I said was true."

She never minced words or pretended to be nice to please anyone.

Felix fell silent.

He turned to Sophia. "Don't take her seriously."

Sophia forced a smile. "It's fine. This young lady has quite the personality."

Isabella ignored them and raised her megaphone. "Go Vivian!"

Not to be outdone, Felix rushed to the broadcast booth and grabbed the microphone. "Ethan for the win!"

The sound system amplified his voice across the racetrack.

Sophia sauntered over gracefully. "Let me say something too."

She took the mic and cooed, "Ethan, I flew back just to watch your race. You've got this!"

The crowd erupted.

"It really is Sophia Evans! I heard Mr. Roscente chartered an entire yacht for her birthday last month!"

"Oh my god, she came back just for him. So sweet!"

The deafening cheers reached the track.

Ethan Roscente swerved slightly, nearly losing control. Sophia was back?

Inside the red race car, Vivian Laurent felt a sharp pang in her chest.

So that was his plan. Ethan had even called Sophia back. Was he that confident of winning?

The two cars raced neck and neck. Seizing the moment when Ethan was distracted, Vivian floored the gas pedal and overtook him.

But when she tried to brake, the pedal went limp.

What?

The car had passed all safety checks. As the speed kept increasing, danger loomed.

Sophia's voice still echoed through the speakers. "Ethan, I'll be waiting at the finish line!"

She walked elegantly toward the finish, her eyes glinting coldly when they landed on the red race car.

The out-of-control vehicle was already careening dangerously.