President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 48

He always thought that Natalia could not race cars at all.

So at the beginning when she asked for this, he did not refuse without hesitation.

Later although heard that bet, he agreed but did not hold too much expectation.

He did not expect that she was skillful!

Looking at the car behind, Charlie did not know why but remembered the woman wearing a mask, cowering and hiding behind Natalia.

Her eyes, like a hook, easily evoked many complex feelings of hatred in his heart.

Damn it!

How dare she even show herself to him!

Charlie turned the steering wheel violently and his face was gloomy.

Want to have dinner with him?

Have a dream!

A grim smile curved his lips as he looked in the rearview mirror.

The car behind continued to catch up with him. It could be told that she was skillful.

But so what?

He would not lose!

Never give that woman a chance to approach him and hurt him again!

Thinking of this, Charlie stepped on the accelerator harder.

But sitting in the car, Natalia was calm when she found the car suddenly sped up.

Gee, he was restless. He seemed to have a strong desire to win the championship.

Unfortunately, he had no luck when he met her!

It was a sharp 90-degree turn ahead.

Natalia thought it was time. Suddenly she became serious and stepped her foot on the accelerator. With a beautiful turn, she rushed to the side of Charlie.

Inside the car, the man was obviously surprised.

His cold eyebrow suddenly became colder.

With force, he continued to speed up.

Natalia sped up too.

Outside the stadium, members of two teams were shock to see the big screen playing the competition.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Finally someone could be on par with Charlie.

Although it had not yet won or lost, but at least someone had broken the myth that Charlie could not be surpassed.

So scary! So exciting!

Of course, the members of the Black Horse Team were the most excited.

Originally, they did not hold much hope from Natalia, but she surprised them!

My God, what speed, what concentration!

Nathan four years ago was not good as she.

No, Nathan was always the best, well, only in their hearts.

It was near the destination. The two cars were still side by side and did not yield to each other.

Charlie secretly stepped harder and was ready for the final sprint.

But at this moment, the car next to him suddenly roared. With a faster speed, it rushed to his front.

His eyes widened.

Damn it!

This woman was fast!

However, it was too late to speed up. The two cars nearly broke the finish line at the same time, and Black Horse Team won with 0.04 seconds faster.

Everyone was shocked.

Unbelievable!

After making an agreement with Nathan, Natalia remembered Victoria.

But after looking around, she failed to find her.

She thought Victoria was on the Eagle Team.

But she only saw Charlie with a gloomy face went inside by being surrounded by his teammates. Victoria was not there.

She frowned.

Where was the girl?

Natalia took out her mobile phone to call Victoria, but no one answered. Under helplessness, he could only ask team to help her.

After all, the racetrack was remote. She was a girl and a star, in case of an accident would be troublesome.

On this side, Natalia sent people to look around, and on the other side, the parking lot.

Victoria bent over and found her car quietly.

She took out the key from her pocket, pressed the care lock and was ready to get in the car.

But suddenly an arm reached over her head and slammed the door down.

Her heart gave a thump.

She turned around and saw the man standing behind her with his stern eyebrows.

There was silence, compared with the hubbub on the scene, the parking lot was desolate.

The dim street lamps shone from afar, like a few cooked egg yolks in the dark night, not only did not make people feel warm and bright, but also added a cold and desolate feeling.

Victoria forced a smile and straightened up.

"Why did you get out?”

She bent her head slightly and did not look straight at him. She was trying to look calm, but the tension in her body and the quiver in her voice showed her nervousness.

Charlie took back his hand, put it into his pockets, and looked at her in a domineering manner.

His face was not that kind of gentle beauty. Its sharp edges were cold and wild, and when he was expressionless, it made people feel cold.

"Don’t you want to have dinner with me? Why run since you've won the race?"