“I don’t think he’s ever co-driven before.


    It must be Hannah’s influence.


    She actually got a top racer as her co-driver!”


    “This race is full of surprises.


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    Cyril’s face had already soured at the sight of Bryson.


    When he heard the murmurs around him, his expression turned even darker as he red at Hannah.


    How did she pull this off? How did she manage to get Bryson in her corner?


    “Mr.


    Mitchell, there’s really no need for you to take part in this race just for her,” Cyril said, his tone unusually submissive.


    “If you race, I’ll simply forfeit.


    How could I possiblypete with you?”


    Cyril was fully aware that upsetting the man before him might put him in trouble, even with his own boss backing him.


    “Isn’t this just a smallpetition? Wouldn’t it look bad if I beat you, Mr.


    Mitchell? If you’re so keen on winning, I’ll just withdraw.


    ”


    Bryson looked at Cyril impassively.


    “I’m confident I’ll win, because I have believe in Hannah.


    ”


    Hannah looked up at Bryson, taken aback for a moment.


    “She’s a jinx that could endanger her team, maybe even put Mr.


    Mitchell at risk!” Cyril scoffed at Hannah, “You haven’t raced in ages, probably because of that old incident…”


    Hannah shot back with an icy grin, “If you’re scared to race, Cyril, just admit it.


    Are you dredging up history because you’re actually afraid to lose?”


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    The taunt Cyril had just made was promptly thrown back at him.


    Just as Cyril was about to respond, a voice crackled through his headphones.


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    “Proceed with the race.


    Use either of the two uing events to eliminate them.


    Ensure Bryson doesn’t make it.


    ”


    Cyril’s expression shifted.


    He didn’t want to cross Bryson, but neither could he afford to offend the person giving orders, someone who could squash him like a bug.


    Teeth clenched and eyes ring at Hannah, he dered, “Fine, let’s race.


    And if you lose, don’t im I had an unfair advantage!”


    He swung around and climbed into his car, followed by the other racers getting into their vehicles.


    Sitting in her car, Hannah felt her heart race.


    Next to her in the passenger seat was Bryson, and a soft scent of mint filled the air, doing little to ease her already frazzled nerves.


    “Bryson Mitchell!”


    Hannah gripped the steering wheel tightly, her gaze electric as she turned toward him.


    “You knew I’d race today.


    You also knew I’de alone, so you finalized the agreement ahead of time, didn’t you?”