The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1053

He hadn't expected anyone to be renting the track at this hour. After a moment's hesitation, he glanced up at the empty lanes. "Mind if I take a quick lap? Just one and I'll be out of your hair."

Facing Andi, the world's third-ranked racer, even someone as composed as Zack Shepherd felt a twinge of nerves. He came to the track hoping a quick run might shake off the jitters and awaken some hidden potential.

Atlas shook his head firmly, leaving no room for doubt. "Sorry, that's not gonna happen."

Zack felt a pang of disappointment but, seeing the formidable aura of the people before him, he opted for a polite retreat. He reversed his car and started to leave.

Yet, he hadn't driven far before pulling over again. Sitting in silence for a moment, he unbuckled his seatbelt, stepped out, and headed back.

The track had a grandstand that offered a sweeping view of the bends. Zack took off his helmet, tucked it under his arm, and climbed to the top step. He sat, resting his hand limply on his knee, his eyes unfocused as they drifted over the track.

If it had been anyone else today, he'd have felt confident, but this was Andi—a legend known for his ruthless precision on the track. Many had fallen to his skill.

A wry smile tugged at Zack's lips as he let out a soft sigh. After a few minutes, he stood to leave. But then, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a silver sports car gliding through a distant bend, and he froze.

The car, like a comet against the night sky, executed a flawless high-speed drift that even seasoned pros would envy.

Whoever was behind the wheel...

Zack's grip on his helmet tightened as his eyes tracked the silver car through several bends. Each maneuver was unique and breathtaking.

The silver car's owner—wasn't that Miss Mira?

Atlas's expression turned serious. "What do you want with her?"

"Would she consider racing for us? We can offer a generous payment, just this once," Zack blurted out.

Atlas recalled that the neighboring track was also booked for a race. Was Zack from the other track?

Understanding dawned, and Atlas shook his head. "We're not in need of money, and we don't race on behalf of others."