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136: BEST DAY EVER

Author: Glittering gold
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-20 23:37:53
ELARA’S POV

As we strolled through the Ferrari area, the space was filled with chatters, the staff beaming with excitement and cheering amongst themselves.

The energy was contagious, and my own excitement was impossible to hide.

Hamilton’s win had been unexpected, but as a fan, it was everything. The absolute highlight of my day.

“Hamilton,” Robert called out the moment we walked into the lounge.

My chest tightened as the man himself actually turned around.

A wide smile spread across his face when he noticed Robert.

“Rob?” Hamilton raised a brow, and within seconds, the two closed the distance in a brief but familiar hug.

My breath hitched, and a dry lump formed in my throat.

Hamilton was two feet away from me. The trophy he won today lazy held in his grip.

The same driver I had admired my entire life. The man whose races I used to watch every weekend with my dad, the same man I used to celebrate his wins as if they were my own.

And now, he was standing right the
Glittering gold

Hello loves, I’ve fixed the repeated chapters. I’m sorry for the long wait, but to make up for it, it’s a triple update today! Hope you enjoy!

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