Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 247

A slender figure in a white racing suit and helmet emerged from the heart of the fire. Surrounded by roaring flames and swirling smoke, the figure stood with an aura of defiant power.

“It’s really her.” Shanley kept one hand on the wheel while his other gently caressed the image of the girl on the screen. Even though her helmet and suit concealed her completely, he knew in an instant it was his girl.

“Thank God,” Felton finally let out the breath he’d been holding the entire drive. As they neared the circuit, he asked respectfully, “Boss, are we going to the track?”

Shanley’s presence would surely cause a stir.

“Yes,” Shanley’s voice, low and hoarse, had regained some of its warmth. “Go check on Kurt. His legs are broken, correct?”

“Yes, sir,” Felton nodded. It was a relief. The boss had finally remembered Kurt.

“J! It’s J! J’s alive!”

As the figure became clear, the silent, grieving crowd erupted into a deafening roar of cheers and disbelief.

Melvin, who had been standing like a lifeless statue, snapped his head up. His eyes lit up, and a slow, brilliant smile spread across his handsome face. Of course. This was J. J had dominated dozens of international races without a single mishap. How could J possibly die on the home turf?

“What?”

The celebratory mood among the Yalania Country team vanished. How could J possibly be alive?

“Boss, what do we do?” the two drivers asked the blond man, their faces pale with panic.

“What are you afraid of?” the blond man shot them a cold look, his voice steady. “So what if J’s alive? J didn't cross the finish line. No score.”

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