Chapter 136 Grace's Car Lost Control
Ryan was furious. "Grace, what do you mean by this? Did you just say I'm undersized?"
This was an insult to any man. Ryan didn't think he had any issues. Could there really be men longer than him? And what did Grace mean by this? Had she seen other men?
"If you think I'm talking about you, then yes, I am." Grace was very direct.
Grace wasn't sure about Ryan's size, but she knew Xavier's very well. Compared to him, Ryan was like a chili pepper. Only Kelly would like someone like that.
"You!" Ryan's face turned even darker.
At this moment, Kelly said, "Grace, you're just jealous because you can't have Ryan. Why do you have to insult him like this?"
Ryan finally understood that Grace was saying these things out of jealousy because Kelly had him.
Grace was deliberately saying these things to provoke him. Was her goal to make him be with her?
Angela laughed and glanced at Ryan's lower body. "It does seem kind of small."
"Kelly, Ryan doesn't seem to feel anything. Or maybe Ryan does feels something, but it's still so small?" Angela turned to Kelly.
Each sentence was more insulting than the last. Ryan was almost on the verge of fury.
"Angela! What does this have to do with you?" Ryan shouted.
"It has nothing to do with me. I'm just a bystander. Ryan, you dare to have an affair here, and we can't talk about it?" Angela replied calmly.
"You two!" Ryan's fists clenched, and his eyes seemed to be on fire, as if he was about to hit someone.
Ryan had felt something when he was kissing Kelly. Couldn't they see his grandeur?
Grace mocked, "Ryan, having hard fists doesn't make you a man. If you can't get hard down there, you're useless."
"Grace!" Ryan was about to explode with anger.
Angela laughed even more brightly. Grace really dared to speak her mind.
"Angela, let's go. There's no point in arguing with him." Grace took Angela's hand, not wanting to waste any more words on Ryan.
Angela's laughter continued to echo, and Ryan felt deeply humiliated.
Kelly got up from the ground. Although she also thought Ryan wasn't that great—neither in terms of size nor duration—she had to protect his esteem of being a man. "Ryan, don't listen to their nonsense. I really like you, and you're amazing. You always make me feel so good."
"Really?" Ryan's anger finally subsided a bit.
"Yes."
Ryan hugged Kelly again. "You really know how to appreciate me."
Grace and Angela went over to pick out cars. Angela felt very satisfied. "Grace, did you see Ryan's face just now? It was hilarious."
"I didn't see it. It's not important," Grace said.
"Kelly really pisses me off. Making her kneel would be too easy on her, that idiot!" Angela was still mad.
"Getting angry over someone irrelevant isn't worth it." In comparison, Grace wasn't that angry and was even picking out a car.
"Angela, what do you think of this one?" Grace had her eye on a gray car, very low-key and not flashy at all.
"Don't you think it's a bit too low-key? Look at Ryan's red one; it's pretty nice. It's just a shame about such a good car."
"I think it's fine. I'll take this one." Grace quickly made her choice. "I'm just driving casually. I don't need anything too fancy."
Grace wasn't here for a competition today; she just wanted to race.
Angela also picked out a car. After making their choices, they went to change into their racing suits.
After Angela and Grace went to change, Jessica emerged from the back.
She waved her hand, and someone immediately came over. "They just picked these two cars. Get to work. When Grace gets on the track, you know what to do, right?"
The person next to Jessica nodded. "Got it."
"Good. If you succeed, there will be plenty of money for you," Jessica said, her eyes filled with hatred. It was Grace who had pushed her first.
Soon, Grace came out in her racing suit. The suit was red and white, and Grace, being tall, wore it perfectly without looking bulky. Her hair was tied up high, giving her a clean and sharp look.
From the back, Grace looked both cool and stylish.
Victor and Omari had just finished a lap and were getting out of their cars when they saw Grace.
Grace was holding her phone, seemingly sending a message. Even just standing there with her head down, she looked incredibly charming.
Victor quickly snapped a photo of this scene and sent it to Xavier.
Victor: [This is just too good-looking, so classy, and absolutely cool.]
Victor's camera panned over to Omari, who was standing next to him, as he continued text.
Victor: [Did you see that? This guy is totally stunned.]
Not long after, Angela also came out in her racing suit and chatted with Grace for a bit.
"Grace, are you going to race?" Angela asked.
Grace shook her head. "I'm just going to take a casual drive."
"Alright, I'm heading up."
"Okay, drive slowly and be careful," Grace advised.
Grace got into her car, first testing the brakes and various functions. Once she was sure everything was fine, she drove off.
The racetrack was expansive, featuring demanding turns and slopes. Racing revolved around speed. While Grace maintained a steady pace, she was far from sluggish.
Angela was much faster. As soon as Grace drove out, she saw Angela's car ahead. It seemed Angela hadn't released her stress in a long time, which was why she was driving so fast.
After two laps, Grace noticed something was wrong. The brakes didn't feel as responsive.
Moreover, a car zoomed past her, and she could only hear the wind rushing by and Angela's voice calling 'Grace.' How was Angela driving so fast?
Up ahead loomed a treacherous turn, where a misstep could send a driver careening into the outer barrier. Angela showed no signs of slowing down as she barreled through. It was evident that something was amiss—her excessive speed was a recipe for disaster.
Angela's car seemed to be swerving uncontrollably, as if something unexpected had happened and she didn't know what to do.
Seeing that Angela was about to crash, Grace had no choice but to speed up and block the turn for her.
Grace quickly turned the steering wheel, avoiding a collision with the barrier by a hair's breadth.
The violent impact almost shook Grace's bones apart. She quickly straightened the wheel and lightly tapped the brakes, only to find that the already unresponsive brakes were now completely useless. Pressing them had no effect!
To save Angela, Grace had accelerated significantly. If she couldn't slow down now, it would be dangerous.
The scene was intensely exhilarating, and the rescue operation unfolded flawlessly. It took genuine expertise to execute such a feat, and Grace's reflexes were nothing short of exceptional.
Victor, watching from the stands, was stunned. He hadn't expected Grace to be so professional.
"Are these two cars out of control?" Victor asked. He had been keeping an eye on Grace for Xavier since she drove out.
At that moment, a voice came from beside him, "Out of control?"
Upon seeing Xavier, Victor had a look that seemed to say, 'I knew you would come.'
"I thought you wouldn't show up. Grace is on the track, in that gray car," Victor said.
Xavier watched for a couple of seconds, his brows furrowing. "The speed is too fast."
Moreover, this was a racetrack with not only turns but also obstacles, and other cars in front and behind. Driving at this speed was extremely dangerous.
'Why was Grace driving so fast?' Xavier meditated.
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