Chapter 51:
The car’s design was majestic, showcasing the traditional artistry of Multitopia.
“That material! That design! Could it possibly be…” Those familiar with racing cars gaped in awe, witnessing what seemed more like a miracle than mere machinery.
Mayer, who had been casually leaning against his race car, quickly lost his scornful and arrogant demeanor.
His face now filled with disbelief and fear, as if from a nightmare.
“Mr. Green, this is…” Marcelo was at a loss for words.
“The Phantom Racer… To think we’d see it here today,” Rhys commented in his resonant voice, his expression intense as he observed Harlee.
At that moment, Harlee stood nonchalantly against the wall, her expression blank, seemingly oblivious to the stunned looks around her, silently watching as her car made its way onto the track.
Five years earlier, a legendary racer had burst onto the scene in Aeroria, clinching titles at major events and establishing a world record that remained unbeaten.
This caused a tremendous uproar in Aeroria, particularly embarrassing the boastful Reed family.
However, that racer was especially mysterious, always wearing a black veil, leaving no one aware of their appearance, gender, or age.
The racer was like a ghost, coming and going without a trace.
The only evidence of the racer’s existence was the race recordings showing the car blazing down the track, and the striking name “The Phantom Racer” listed in the competitions.
This episode marked the most humbling defeat of Mayer’s career, turning him into the butt of jokes across the continent of Aeroria.
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From that point on, Mayer harbored a deep resentment toward the racers of Multitopia.
He refused to accept the defeat. It had to be his carelessness. Otherwise, how could he have been beaten by a racer from Multitopia? Only by completely defeating and demeaning those competitors from Multitopia could he maintain his pride as the premier racer of Aeroria.
“Could Harlee be that mysterious racer? My goodness!” Onlookers speculated, their views of Harlee shifting. Yet, many remained doubtful.
“That’s implausible.
Five years ago, Harlee was just a teenager, barely grown.
How could she…?”
“Exactly! Harlee, do you think using someone else’s car will earn you respect? You are completely without shame!” Seizing the moment, a pale-faced Phoebe shouted at Harlee, trying to muddle the situation.
Next to Phoebe, Adelina expressed her disappointment mournfully.
“Harlee, even though you’re not the biological daughter of the Gill family, the Gills raised you with principles of integrity and honor.
How could you do such a thing now?”
Harlee ignored them, approaching her car leisurely, her slender hand caressing its surface.
A slight smile played on her lips as if greeting a familiar friend.
Her eyes held a hint of softness that was barely noticeable.
“Long time no see, my old friend.” The usually reserved young woman displayed a fleeting warmth.
Rhys watched Harlee, his feelings for her deepening.
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