Novel Drama
A Rose 479
A Rose 479
Watching this scene, Jasper’s face turned ashen, and he felt a deep sense of despair.
It’s over… there was no way to avoid the crash!
Unlike Jasper’s panic, Yvette remained calm, her slender hands skillfully maneuvering the steering wheel. Just as the collision seemed inevitable, Yvette executed a perfect drift, successfully avoiding the two cars and leaving them behind.
Not only did the cars fail to hit Yvette’s car, but they also collided with each other, resulting in
a loud crash.
Carson, who had been watching his behind, stared in disbelief. How could this happen?
“Mr. Shaw, her drift just now looked like a move often used by Shadow God.”
When Carson heard this through the earpiece, he snapped back to reality, instinctively reprimanding, “What nonsense! How could she be compared to Shadow God?”
Shadow God was a top figure in the racing world, dominating with unmatched skills. But he had always remained a mystery, never revealing his true identity.
“Mr. Shaw, you’re right. She doesn’t deserve to be compared to Shadow God! But what should we do now? She’s about to overtake us…”
Carson felt the pressure mounting, but he had no plans anymore. He simply pressed the gas pedal harder, grinding his teeth. “I refuse to believe she can overtake me…” All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
Before Carson could finish his sentence, a sudden blur zipped past him. By the time they realized what had happened, Yvette had already pulled ahead.
“Damn it! Did she just overtake us?”
“Oh my god, her speed is unbelievable!”
“Exactly! And to think that her car had been tampered with…”
When Carson heard these comments, his expression darkened further. He stubbornly continued to accelerate, trying to catch up with Yvette’s car.
But she offered him no opportunity, even giving him the middle finger. Her delicate face brimmed with confidence.
This infuriated Carson and his team, their faces turning red with anger.
Once the race ended, Jasper immediately climbed out of the car and ran to a trash can to vomit. “Ugh…”
Yvette, unfazed, leaned casually against her car. She showed no signs of discomfort.
“You Wo
amazing, Yvette! I’m so in awe of you. From now on, I’ll be one of your men. Wherever you tell me to go, I’ll go without question!”
Recalling his earlier arrogance in trying to chase her away, Jasper wished he could disappear into the ground.
After ten minutes, Carson and his group finally crossed the finish line, their expressions grim. They had arrived a whole ten minutes after her, a humiliating defeat for professional racers.
“What’s your relationship with Shadow God? Why did you use his signature drift?” Carson demanded harshly. His expression was hostile.
He had wanted to learn that drift for a long time, practicing countless times in secret but never mastering it. Yet now, this young woman had pulled it off flawlessly. It struck him as odd.
“What Shadow God?” Yvette’s tone was quite casual, fabricating lies with a completely calm demeanor. “I don’t know him.”