F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 65

My countenance changed subtly. I had encountered scenes such as this several times in the past three years.

I couldn’t help but said, "Is it possible that you might have mistaken someone else for him?"

In a world where a three-year absence hadn't yielded clues, locating an individual so effortlessly seemed improbable.

Ava remained steadfast, her determination etched onto her features. "No, I'm absolutely certain I haven't made an error this time."

Seeing that her attitude was so determined, I said, "Then, perhaps it's best if we step inside the bar and assess the situation more closely."

Within the bar's inner sanctum, within a VIP enclave.

Elias's gaze settled on Lukas, his lips curving into a playful smile. "So, Lukas, you remain impervious to Aurelia's charms, I see? She strikes me as rather captivating."

A subtle ripple coursed through Lukas's brows. This was the third time he had been asked.

He was a little upset. "Have you met her?"

Elias's grin deepened. "Indeed, I chanced upon her online. Though the image wasn't unequivocally clear, drawing from my decades-long study of women, I'd venture to say she's a striking beauty."

Lukas cast a chilly glance at him, unwilling to entertain such meaningless words.

Drawing nearer, Elias's tone adopted an almost conspiratorial inflection. "Come on, Lukas, you can't genuinely claim immunity to her allure. I've observed your concerted efforts—whether facing down Trifleming Jewelry and their involvement in the official Starlight Jewelry competition or managing her notably dramatic sister. You even enlisted Strakovski Jewelry's legal prowess to aid her in the lawsuit. It's not exactly characteristic of your usual style."

Lukas gazed at him reluctantly. "Her design aptitude is what captivates me, and it's her creative prowess that has drawn my attention. My actions were simply aimed at lightening her predicaments, allowing her the liberty to immerse herself in her artistic pursuits. Unlike you, I'm not easily swayed by appearances."

Elias's retort bore a faint tint of contention. "You're oversimplifying, Lukas. It's not about being easily swayed. Rather, it's my discerning eye for beauty."

Lukas's lips curved into a sardonic smile. He sipped his drink.

Meanwhile, within the bar's bustling expanse, I and Ava navigated the surroundings, our search inducing a sense of disoriented curiosity.

I said, "Ava, let's divide and search. I'll cover this area, and you will explore the other side. In case we don't locate Cole, we can meet up at the VIP rooms and exchange any findings."

Ava's face was etched with tension. She nodded briskly.

Simultaneously, within Lukas's designated VIP enclave.

Cole swung the door open, revealing two figures nestled on the couch. He greeted with respect, "Mr Strakovski."

Lukas arched his brow and cast a glance at him. "Just back from a flight?"