Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes-Chapter 443: Tell Me What You Want, I’ll Win It for You

Chapter 443: Chapter 443: Tell Me What You Want, I’ll Win It for You

Seeing Hamilton constantly staring at Julius Shaw, Nancy Allen naturally knew what Hamilton was thinking.

Nancy Allen turned her head and playfully asked Julius Shaw, "Racing is dangerous. Are you afraid of danger?"

Julius Shaw slightly raised an eyebrow, those sharp eyes carrying a kind of rebellious defiance, as if to say, how could I be afraid of danger? Ridiculous.

Hamilton breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed there was no opposition.

The three of them walked towards the car together, and the people at the track were curiously looking over.

Everyone was curious about Nancy Allen. Before Nancy Allen arrived, Hamilton had boasted proudly for a long time.

Such a beauty whose driving skills and looks didn’t match, the legend of Nancy Allen was well-known at this racetrack.

But no one dared to come over to greet her, not even to make a joke.

Firstly, the track had been organized by Elijah Jefferson, and secondly, the man by the beauty’s side was not to be messed with.

Hamilton was very at ease. Back when Nancy Allen helped him in a race and caused such a big incident, he hadn’t been killed, so he thought there was nothing to worry about now.

As soon as Hamilton arrived in front of his car, his restraint disappeared. He opened up and started chatting incessantly, "Sister Nancy, take a look at my car. Can you tell what modifications I’ve made? I guarantee it’s the coolest car on the track."

Nancy Allen walked around the car, tapping and inspecting, and pointed out several modifications, then nodded, "This car is indeed modified quite well."

Being praised, Hamilton felt as if he had received industry-wide recognition, smiling so broadly it seemed his lips would reach the sky.

In a good mood, Hamilton saw that Julius Shaw didn’t have a car, so he generously prepared an extra one for him.

As they were looking at the car, a voice came over the broadcast, "The race will start in five minutes. Drivers, please get in your cars and prepare..."

Upon hearing the broadcast, Nancy Allen naturally took the driver’s seat.

Hamilton’s smile was so wide it seemed it could touch the sun, and he immediately moved to get into the passenger seat.

However, in the next moment, Julius Shaw moved faster than Hamilton and sat in the passenger seat.

Hamilton’s smile froze.

Julius Shaw glanced at him, his gaze clearly stating, isn’t it normal for me to sit here?

Hamilton was completely frozen, indeed it was normal, but where should he sit? Where should he sit!

He had finally waited for Sister Nancy to come, finally got a chance for face-to-face guidance!

Julius Shaw didn’t care what Hamilton thought, and directly closed the car door.

Hamilton looked at his lonely self and the extra car he’d prepared, completely unaware that the real clown was himself.

Besides the racers, everyone else had to leave the track.

Hamilton felt miserable, but he didn’t dare to get angry at the two people in the car.

To have a clearer view of the race, Hamilton didn’t participate. Instead, he exited the track and watched with aggrieved eyes like a proper spectator.

Nancy Allen and Julius Shaw sat in the race car.

Ordinarily, most race car drivers are male, and the passenger seats are occupied by racing queens.

But here with Nancy Allen, it looked somewhat amusing.

The pale and frail Nancy Allen sat in the driver’s seat, while the tall and handsome Julius Shaw was in the passenger seat.

Nancy Allen’s hands were on the steering wheel, her eyes fixed straight ahead, and she softly asked Julius Shaw, "Which of the top prizes would you like?"

As if whichever he wanted, he would get it.

Julius Shaw had no doubts about Nancy Allen and directly replied, "I like the brooch for first place."

Previous racing prizes were usually luxury car equipment, but this time the organizers might have decided to take an artistic route; the first prize was a diamond brooch.

Its value wasn’t particularly high, but it was said to be one of a kind.

Julius Shaw was always eager to prove with some things that he wasn’t just his brother’s accessory, he too was unique.

"Alright, I’ll win it for you."

With the sound of the starting signal, all the race cars took off at high speed.

A perfect start, a rapid launch, Nancy Allen’s start put her at the forefront of the first tier.

Hamilton watched eagerly, his eyes reddening with excitement as the car quickly lapped the track, disappearing from his view. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Hamilton quickly ran to where the live broadcast was being shown, his face nearly glued to the screen.

As expected, Nancy Allen was still as fierce in her driving as before.

On the second lap, Hamilton’s eyes suddenly widened.

At a turn, Nancy Allen was overtaken in a dangerously bold manner by another car.

Thinking of Nancy Allen’s nature from when he first met her, faced with such a situation, Nancy Allen would meet force with force, step on the gas and charge forward, not making a single concession. She could handle all the details perfectly, seemingly dangerous yet ensuring she herself wouldn’t encounter danger; as for those minor collisions, they were nothing to Nancy Allen.

But this time, she yielded.

Inside the race car.

Julius Shaw watched the car speeding ahead and asked, "Why didn’t you charge through, Nancy? Judging by distance and position, I think that car can’t beat you."

Nancy Allen softly replied, "No need to fight this for now, I’ll catch up later. I don’t want you to be in danger."

Just after saying this, Nancy Allen suddenly paused.

Not wanting to put him in danger, yet wanting to erase him, to bring Godfery Shaw back.

This was truly ironic.

After saying this, Nancy Allen fell silent.

She focused all her attention on driving to mask her silence.

The increasingly intense frustration gradually became hard to suppress, and Nancy Allen’s driving became increasingly aggressive.

Due to the earlier concession, Nancy Allen’s car was in the middle of the pack, but in her aggressive driving, she passed car after car.

The car that had overtaken Nancy Allen earlier tried the same overtaking trick again, but Nancy Allen aggressively and markedly turned the steering wheel.

In these kinds of high-speed races, steering is usually only adjusted slightly; even a slightly off angle is considered significant. The other driver, startled, quickly dodged and nearly hit the guardrail. By the time he regained his composure, Nancy Allen had already left him in the dust, with the entire car seemingly shouting, don’t mess with me.

Unsurprisingly, Nancy Allen took first place.

This race was a small internal event; no renowned racers were present, none could compete with Nancy Allen’s skills honed in life-and-death situations in her past life.

But Nancy Allen didn’t seem happy; such thrilling activities hadn’t eased her inner anxiety, rather, it seemed to have heightened it.

It wasn’t until the organizers awarded her the one-of-a-kind brooch that Nancy Allen gradually calmed down from her state of agitation.

Nancy Allen turned and pinned the brooch onto Julius Shaw’s chest.

This scene caused many to look on with envy.

Who wouldn’t want to have such a ravishing beauty by their side, a beauty who could help you win prizes?

Not long ago, at Young Master Shaw’s birthday party, Nancy Allen’s identity was publicly announced. Now it seemed, indeed, a mutual love destined.

Hamilton looked on resentfully from not far: giving away the prize to this guy was one thing, but the passenger seat too? He was truly speechless!

Hamilton pitifully asked, "Sister Nancy, do you want to go for another spin?"

Before Nancy Allen could speak, Julius Shaw coldly said, "Even if she goes ten more rounds, I’ll still be in the passenger seat."

Hamilton pouted, feeling inexplicably like crying.

This guy was truly ruthless!