Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532 

As soon as the words fell, Benedict’s Lamborghini surged past the finish line. After his car came to a halt, it took a while before he finally stepped out of the vehicle. 

A hushed silence enveloped the crowd at the finish line when they noticed Yvette and Oliver disembarking first. It wasn’t until Benedict stepped out that the spectators began to murmur amongst themselves. 

“Now this is exciting! That girl and Benedict had a wager, and Benedict lost–by an entire minute! It’s clear he cracked under pressure in the latter half 

“Benedict has raced this treacherous road countless times. He probably never thought he would lose to a girl. His pride must 

be shattered.” 

“Losing to that girl will surely infuriate his team coach.” 

“Benedict’s team is a formidable fifth–place contender linked to organized crime. That girl could be quite dangerous.” The crowd fell silent at this speculation. 

As passionate racing fans, they admired those with skill. Today, they respected Yvette for her undeniable talent on the track. Benedict’s expression darkened as he approached Yvette, his earlier arrogance evaporating. “You’ve won.” 

It was undeniable; Benedict had, astonishingly, been outdone by a girl. 

News of today’s race would undoubtedly spread, leaving Benedict utterly humiliated. There was no way to conceal it. Admitting her victory had completely shattered his pride. 

Oliver, brimming with swagger, turned to Benedict. “Come on, Benedict, do you think we’re just playing around here! Hurry up and take it off for a naked run! There are tons of cameras streaming live. You can’t back out of the bet!” 

Oliver’s words made Benedict’s face darken further, resentment brewing in him towards Oliver’s interference that touched on his reluctance to fulfill the wager. Benedict found himself momentarily speechless. 

Yvette, with her long lashes lowered and a cold smile on her lips, regarded Benedict with a glint in her dark eyes. 

“Strip,” she commanded steadily. 

Her bluntness ignited excitement among the onlookers, who began to chant, “Strip, strip, strip!” The crowd was whipped into a frenzy. 

Benedict running naked would lead tomorrow’s headlines in the racing world. Enraged by the crowd’s taunts, Benedict felt like he was on a roasting spit, caught between a rock and a hard place. With an almost pleading gaze, he turned to Yvette. 

Benedict offered, “If you let today’s incident slide, I’d happily recommend you to my coach. My team was the runner–up tast year. If you join us, you’d enjoy a generous salary.” 

Oliver, incredulous, watched as Benedict tried to leverage money to entice Yvette, barely containing his urge to curse. The mere thought that their meager funds could sway her showed a serious lack of understanding. 

Considering Yvette’s racing skills, Joe could very well set up a new team with plenty of funds if she wanted to 

Yvette’s brows furrowed slightly. Her deep–set eyes radiated coolness, and her exquisitely crafted features wore an enigmatic 

Benedict could read her expression–she wasn’t about to let him off easily. His demeanor darkened further, but he kept a facade of nonchalance. 

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At that moment, a middle–aged man’s voice rang out. “Oh, dear lady, I’d like to invite you to join our team.” 

The man was slightly winded, perspiration beading on his forehead, and his urgency was clear. 

Benedict was taken aback, stunned into silence as he realized the newcomer was Gerard. 

Others in attendance recognized Gerard as well, sharing Benedict’s astonishment. 

“Isn’t that Gerard, the head coach of the Wolf Team, currently ranked first in Mysonna? What’s he doing here today?” 

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“Gerard’s team has racers ranked among the top ten globally, all meticulously selected and trained under his watchful eye. If he’s noticed this girl, her future is indeed bright.” 

“I predict she will be a rising star in the racing world. Maybe she can even secure a spot in the next world championship.” “First place seems unlikely, though; let’s not forget the unparalleled king of racing. Jules–Jules’s position is unassailable.” The renowned coach, known as the Eagle Eye of racing, approached Yvette with undeniable sophistication, showing little regard for Benedict. Benedict had sought Gerard’s mentorship before but was dismissed due to a perceived lack of potential. His driving skills were barely noticeable, and his mentality would never make him a top–level racer. Gerard had watched the entire race, and while Benedict failed to impress, Yvette captured his attention. 

In her, he saw a rare aura of supremacy reminiscent of long–forgotten champions. If Yvette joined his team, she day pose a challenge to Jules, the reigning champion, and Gerard was determined not to let this talent slip away. 

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