Chapter 691
Desperate to secure her standing in their elite circles and maintain her carefully crafted high-society persona, Isabella gritted her teeth. “Since you want to play, Serena, I’ll happily entertain you. I’m putting all my savings on the line-ten million dollars p>
It was indeed every cent Isabella had to her name. But she was confident. No matter how skilled Serena might be in other areas, she could never beat Anna and Augus on the track. As long as Serena lost, Isabella would get her money back and claim a piece of Serena’s hundred million.
“Bold! I hope your driving skills match your courage,” Augus sneered. “Since you’re practically handing out free money, I’ll gladly accept. I match the bet! And I’ll raise it by a hundred million p>
A vicious glint flashed in his eyes as he turned to the livestream cameras. “Everyone watching, you heard her. She agreed to this. But playing for just money is boring. Let’s raise the stakes.” He stared at Serena’s breathtakingly beautiful face, a twisted coldness blooming in his chest. “The loser either chops off one of their hands or strips naked and runs three laps around the track p>
The crowd erupted into excited cheers and loud whistles.
Isabella quickly covered her mouth, feigning shock. “That’s too cruel. Serena is a girl, how could she p>
“Why do you care, Isabella? She’s the one acting so arrogant, waving a hundred million dollars in our faces,” Anna clenched her fists. “If she doesn’t have the guts, she can just forfeit p>
Anna stole a cautious glance at Douglas. He was quietly smoking his cigarette, his expression unreadable. She couldn’t figure out what he was thinking.
“Fine.” Serena’s expression remained perfectly calm, completely devoid of fear. She gave a slight nod. “But watching you strip doesn’t sound very interesting. When I win, you chop off your hand, and Anna and Isabella run the three laps naked p>
Anna and Isabella’s faces drained of color.
Serena smirked. “And if I lose, I’ll lose a hand and run the laps naked p>
“Done!” Anna immediately locked in the terms. She hadn’t forced Serena into this; Serena was simply digging her own grave. Even if Douglas was here, he couldn’t blame her for Serena’s arrogance.
“Since we’re going all in, let’s make it more thrilling!” Augus glared venomously at Serena. “Death Track mode. No rules, total demolition p>
Death Track mode was exactly what it sounded like-a fight for survival. First to the finish line won, by any means necessary Ramming Blocking, and causing opponents to flip were all fair game. It was a vicious, deadly way to race.
“Death Track? We need to sign waivers!” Anna’s eyes went red with
excitement. She could already
picture Serena’s mang
car
gemg
up in flames. She eagerly waved someone over to bring papecand pens. “Let’s do this p>
Douglas narrowed his dark eyes, his gaze landing on the lethal waivers being passed around. Death Track… this crowd was genuinely out for his niege’s life. He wondered how Serena would handle this.
Amused, he looked over at her.
The girl merely glanced at the waiver, her features completely relaxed, showing no emotion whatsoever.