“I’m afraid not, Miss Moore,” the official replied courteously.


    “You can’t have another contestant as your co-driver.


    Sorry, but you have only twenty minutes before the race starts.


    If you can’t find someone, you’ll be disqualified.


    ”


    “Too bad, Miss Moore,” Cyril scoffed, relishing her dilemma.


    “Looks like there’s no one here fit to be your co-driver.


    Maybe you shouldn’t overextend yourself.


    ”


    “Who says there isn’t anyone qualified?”


    A spotlight lit up the distance, revealing Bryson in a sleek ck- and-white racing outfit, helmet in hand.


    The evening wind ruffled his hair as he strode into the racetrack, silhouetted by the moonlight.


    The gusts momentarily blurred Hannah’s vision; she blinked to focus on the man walking toward her, momentarily paralyzed.


    Why was he here?


    In a split second, the previously subdued racetrack and crowd came to life!


    When Bryson’s face shed on the screen, recognition spread; his presence was thest thing anyone had expected.


    “Bryson Mitchell?! What’s he doing here, stepping in as Hannah Moore’s co-driver?”


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    “Oh my God! Why didn’t anyone tell me Bryson would be here tonight?”


    “Bryson, serving as a co-driver for a woman? Just how remarkable is she? Is he the one backing her?”


    Eliana’s eyes were glued to the screen, watching Bryson stand next to Hannah.


    Her fingers tensed up without her realizing it.


    Why does Hannah always get assistance, and why would someone as remarkable as Bryson give her the time of day?


    If only a man of Bryson’s caliber were by her side.


    .


    Her eyes sparkled with unspoken ambition as she gazed resentfully at the screen.


    “What’s so special about this bitch that Mr.


    Mitchell keeps helping her?”


    Sadie mmed her hand on the chair in frustration, staring at Bryson’s suave appearance and feeling a twinge of jealousy.


    “She’s just using Mr.


    Mitchell as her support!”


    Meanwhile, Den, seeing Bryson next to Hannah and how well they seemed to fit together, felt his fists tighten involuntarily; his expression darkened gradually.


    On the racetrack, murmurs erupted among the racers.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    “Bryson Mitchell! A man of many awards, both nationally and internationally! I thought he wasn’t racing this time since he wasn’t on the list.


    Is he co-driving?”