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Blair was working in the study when he suddenly heard the start of a sports car engine coming from outside.He looked out the window and saw that it was Mable. ‘Where is she going at this hour?’ Blair was worried, so he immediately went downstairs to follow her with his men. Seeing as she ran several red lights along the way, he had a bad feeling about it. Mable was driving too fast. Even though Blair chased her closely from behind, he still arrived a few minutes later. When Blair arrived, he heard Tracey’s cries from the abandoned workshop. “Mabes, that’s enough! Stop hitting! Mabes!” Blair’s heart tightened, and he rushed in quickly. In the empty workshop, Mable was squatting beside a blonde man. Without a word, she grabbed his collar with one hand and punched his face with the other. Bam!Bam!One punch after another. Mable repeated her movements like a robot. Her eyes were hollow, and she was expressionless. She struck harder and harder with each punch. The

When Mable woke up, Blair immediately asked the doctor to give her a checkup. He was only relieved when he learned there was nothing wrong with her body. Tracey helped Mable sit up. “Mabes, you scared us to death. You were having a nightmare, and we couldn’t wake you up, no matter what.” Mable’s heart ached as she stared at Tracey’s innocent face. If only that night five years ago had been a dream. “I’m sorry, Tracey. I dragged you into this.” If it was not for Beatrice wanting to take revenge on her, Tracey would not have been captured. Tracey held Mable’s hand tightly and said with a smile, “Don’t be silly. It wasn’t your fault. If you hadn’t arrived in time, I would’ve been violated. I’m only fine now because of you. You’re my lucky star, Mabes.” When Mable appeared, it was as if she saw an angel. She felt safe. Mable loved Tracey’s optimism and cheerfulness. She always smiled and faced everything that happened. The naive and bright Tracey reminded Mable of how s

Tracey’s face changed when she heard the annoying voice. She cursed internally. Naomi strutted over while holding her helmet with one hand. “Long time no see, Tracey. What’s the matter? Do you not recognize me?” Tracey looked at her indignantly. “Get out of the way.” Naomi sneered. “How dare a loser like you make a fuss in front of me?!” Tracey retorted, “So what if I’m a loser? I don’t believe you’ll ever win on the track!” Mable raised her eyebrow. Naomi was the cheating partner of Tracey’s ex-boyfriend. Tracey had come here to play a year ago. Unexpectedly, she met her ex-boyfriend and his mistress. The breakup happened long ago, so Tracey did not bother about them. Who knew that Naomi would provoke her and propose a race?Tracey was mad and agreed to it. The two made a bet that the loser would leave their car behind and slap themselves twice in public. In the end, it was Tracey who lost. Mable still remembered when Tracey cried and confided in her. They had got

The race on the track was about to start! With a “bang” by the signal gun, all the cars on the track sped off in unison. The audience on both sides of the track was shouting. There were nine corners on the track, with the difficulty increasing after every turn. In particular, the last three corners were uphill or downhill, and they were narrow and dangerous. In every race, at least 80% of the cars were lost there. The first corner was filled with cars. Mable held the steering wheel with one hand and drove slowly. Naomi had entered the third corner when Mable had exited the first. Tracey stood on the bleachers, praying for Blair to arrive soon while hoping Naomi would face defeat today. “Does she know how to race?” Howard frowned slightly as he looked at Mable’s car on the track. Tracey was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying. “I don’t know…” Howard commented, “It looks like she’s going to lose.” When he saw Mable being so confident, he thought she knew

Blair glanced indifferently at Naomi. “Since the bet was made before the match, do it now!” Naomi turned pale with fear. ‘Doing a striptease on the stage and slapping myself 200 times? How can I live after it?’“No… I don’t want to. Ben…” Naomi grabbed Ben and begged for help. Ben looked at Blair and bowed stiffly. “Master Blair, Naomi only acted in a moment of anger—” Blair sneered. “Who the hell are you? Is there a place for you to speak here?” Ben choked and did not dare to speak anymore. Blair was not someone he could offend. “Trace…” Ben looked to Tracey for help, hoping she could help say something for them. Tracey rolled her eyes. “Don’t call me that—it’s disgusting!” Ben was helpless. Judging from the situation, they were determined to make Naomi fulfill the bet. He looked at the woman hiding behind him. “Naomi…” “No… I don’t want to do a striptease on stage.” Naomi shook off Ben’s hand and turned to escape. Nevertheless, Blair raised his hand, and Amos