The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 625

Back then, Stella was a complete novice behind the wheel—her driving was so terrible, it was almost painful to watch.

Sherman had only bothered to coach her a handful of times before quickly losing interest. He couldn’t be bothered to waste another afternoon. Instead, he just told their mutual friends to show her no mercy during practice.

And from those friends, Sherman heard nothing but tales of Stella’s spectacular failures.

That was always the story he got.

So much so that, when their plan went into action, he’d nearly forgotten about that distant chapter.

But when Stella’s car swerved past them several times, leaving their own in the dust, the memory came rushing back.

Sherman’s breath caught in his throat.

If Stella could pull off these maneuvers after just a short stint of practice, then—well, her natural talent was something else.

“She’s driving a car way less powerful than yours, Uncle,” Sherman said, trying to sound confident. “We’ll catch up to her sooner or later.”

Sellers’ face darkened, his expression thunderous.

The fact that he needed the superior performance of his car just to keep up with Stella was humiliating.

But right now, his competitive streak was flaring up again.

He couldn’t stand the thought of losing to a woman he’d never even bothered to take seriously.

He slammed the gas pedal to the floor.

That’s when Sherman suddenly let out a panicked shout.

“What the hell is she trying to do?!”

Up ahead, Stella’s car braked hard, then spun a perfect one-eighty, tires shrieking, smoke and sparks flying from the pavement.

Sellers’ eyes narrowed, catching on immediately to her intentions, a mocking smile playing at his lips.

“Trying to run?” he scoffed. “Keep dreaming.”

Sherman shook his head, exasperated. “She thinks a little skill makes her invincible? Pulling this kind of stunt in front of a pro racer like my uncle… Is she in a hurry to get herself killed?”

If she’d just surrendered quietly, maybe she’d have gotten away with a minor injury.

But picking a fight with Sellers like this? She was either going to end up dead or in pieces.

Even if the brakes failed, with Sellers’ skill, he’d find a way to regain control.