Chapter 5

Alanna hurriedly covered his mouth with her hand.

“Don’t say such things.”

Yet, I saw the look in her eyes.

Jack grinned, still holding her hand.

“Then I’ll take that as your agreement.”

Alanna was about to reply when her phone suddenly rang.

As soon as she answered, the anxious voice of my former teammate, Lionel Schumacher, came through.

“Where are you? Lewis is in trouble! The driver who crashed into the sea during this rally? It’s him!”

Alanna froze.

Then, as if realizing something, she let out a scoffing laugh.

“Well, that’s perfect. I don’t have to bring up the breakup anymore.

“Aren’t you his friend? Just handle his affairs. I have nothing to do with him anymore.”

Then, she hung up.

Jack’s eyes darted around.

“What’s wrong, Alanna?”

She looked triumphant, a knowing smile on her lips.

“I was worried Lewis might have gotten into real trouble, but when Lionel called, I already knew. He’s using the same old trick.”

Jack nodded in agreement.

“Exactly. If that really was Lewis, why hasn’t the organizer contacted you yet?”

Hearing this, Alanna’s suspicions only grew stronger.

She pulled out her phone and sent me a message.

[Lewis, I see through whatever you’re trying to do.

[I know you’re angry, but I’ve said it before: I hate being deceived.

[This is the last time. I’m ordering you to come back right now, or our engagement is off!]

I smiled helplessly.

She had forgotten that, to avoid affecting her race, I had already changed my emergency contact to Lionel.

Years of familiarity had made her increasingly indifferent to me, and, instead, she trusted Jack’s words completely.

Yet, the result didn’t change.

As the two of them prepared to leave, the police arrived to take Alanna in for questioning.

At that point, they didn’t yet know that news of my death had spread across the internet.

Alanna, still confused, asked why they wanted to detain her.

The officer answered politely, “Upon inspection, we found your fingerprints on Mr. Senna’s car. We hope you will cooperate with the investigation.”

“Did Lewis report it?” Jack asked in feigned surprise.

Before the officer could explain, Alanna’s confusion flared into anger.

“Where is he? I already promised to marry him after the race, and now he fakes his death and calls the police!

“What does he want?”

The officer looked at her with slight suspicion. “You are Mr. Senna’s fiancée?”

Alanna nodded.

The officer studied her carefully.

“Then you know that Mr. Senna…”

He didn’t finish his sentence before a young man suddenly appeared.

He shoved Alanna down, his eyes bloodshot, screaming in madness, “Bitch! Lewis is dead because of you!”

The police immediately restrained him.

But upon hearing the commotion, several other onlookers rushed forward.

“So it was you!

“Lewis should have been the champion! You tampered with his car, and not only did he fail to finish the race, but he also got killed for it!

“How could you be so vile?”

Several fans shouted, trying to push towards Alanna.

She hadn’t yet processed the information and asked in a small, stunned voice, “Who’s dead?

“Who are you saying is dead?”

Her voice was quickly drowned out by the yelling.

The police struggled to maintain order.