Alle Kapitel von The Secret Billionaire Heiress Strikes Back : Kapitel 171 – Kapitel 180

Chapter 172The comm panel built into the car's dash lit up on the second lap, a single amber light blinking beside a frequency display that hadn't shown any activity since the pre-race instructions. Dante glanced at it, frowning, and pressed the small button beside the speaker without slowing — Marcello's people had told him this channel was for race control only, emergency instructions, nothing that should be lighting up mid-lap unless something had gone wrong with another car."Go ahead," he said, voice tight with concentration, his eyes already back on the track, threading the car through the wide curve of the north bank."Dante."The voice came through warm, almost affectionate, and every part of Dante's body went cold at once, because Marcello's voice on a comm channel mid-race was not an emergency instruction. It was something else entirely."What do you want," Dante said."I wanted to congratulate you," Marcello said. "You're driving

Chapter 174 The control booth, once they found it, sat behind a stretch of chain-link fencing near the loading dock, a squat prefab structure bristling with cable runs and a generator humming loudly enough to be heard over the distant roar of the crowd. A man in plain black stood at the door, unmasked like all of Marcello's operating staff, arms crossed, the specific bored alertness of someone whose job was mostly to look intimidating rather than actually intervene."We need inside," Ravyn said, already reaching for the small fabricated credibility she'd need to get past him, but Jayce was already moving ahead of her, his posture shifting in real time into something taller, smoother, the particular easy authority of a man who had spent his entire life walking into rooms he had no formal right to be in and getting waved through anyway."Whitmore," Jayce said, before the guard had even fully turned toward them, extending a hand with the relaxed confidence of someo

Chapter 176 — The Workaround"Dante," she said, her voice deliberately even, the same careful steadiness she'd use talking R down from a nightmare. "I found it. It's not on a timer — it's tied to GPS. The bomb only fires if your car's tracking unit registers you crossing inside a specific radius around the finish line.""Okay," Dante said, breathless, the engine roar swallowing half the word. "What do I do.""You don't stop," Ravyn said. "Stopping at speed in front of this crowd gets noticed instantly, and notice is the one thing we can't afford right now — not from Marcello's people, not from anyone watching that screen behind me. What you need to do is cross the line somewhere the system isn't expecting. The trigger radius has edges. If you take the final approach wider than the racing line — pull left, hug the outer wall instead of the inside track everyone expects — there's a real chance your GPS ping registers you outside the zone in

Chapter 178By the time Dante made it past the smoldering wreckage and onto the open stretch of track beyond it, the crowd had already breached the loose barrier of staff trying to hold them back. Two thousand people had been waiting weeks for this moment, and weeks of anticipation didn't dissolve just because a car had caught fire behind the man they'd come to see — if anything, the explosion only fed the legend further, turned an ordinary victory into something that would be retold for years with increasingly impossible details attached to it.They surged toward him in a wave of masks and reaching hands, voices climbing over each other in a noise too dense to separate into individual words, and Dante — exhausted, adrenaline-burned, his whole body still vibrating with the specific aftershock of having just walked away from his own death — found himself swallowed by it before he'd fully processed that it was happening."Ghost! Ghost, over here!

Chapter 180  The edge of the lot sat beyond the last reach of the floodlights, where the cracked asphalt gave way to weeds and the old chain-link fencing that marked the property's actual boundary, and the noise of the crowd thinned into something distant and almost gentle by the time Ravyn reached it. She'd peeled off from Jayce and his brothers the moment she could do it without drawing attention, walking fast through the loosening crowd with the specific urgency of someone who had spent the last twenty minutes holding herself together through sheer will and didn't trust that the holding would last much longer.Dante was already there when she arrived, his mask hanging loose in one hand, his back against the cool metal of an old shipping container that had been left to rust at the edge of the property, his head tilted back, eyes closed, chest rising and falling in long, deliberate breaths that looked like they were costing him something to control.He op