The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 650

Monica chuckled. “Citrine’s right. That restless fire of youth—once it’s gone, you can never get it back.”

“Wade, if you want to go, then go. At least you’ll get some practice behind the wheel.” She shrugged; Wade had clearly made up his mind, and she knew there was no talking him out of it. Might as well let him have his way.

Wade’s eyes lit up after hearing Citrine’s words.

“I knew you’d understand me best, Citrine.” He looked at his sister as if she were the only person in the world who truly got him.

Seeing their efforts were pointless, the others gave up trying to change his mind.

Early the next morning, the group arrived at Skysunder Ridge.

Jonah was already waiting at the track, pacing impatiently.

Spotting Citrine and Monica at Wade’s side, Jonah let out a mocking laugh, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Well, well, Mr. Saunders brought a couple of ladies for support?”

He doubled over, cackling. “What’s the matter? You need a cheer squad to hold your hand?”

“Or are you just scared you’ll lose to me?” His every word was laced with taunts.

Wade scoffed. “Who let the mutt out this morning? You sure bark a lot for someone so scared.”

Jonah bristled. “Who the hell are you calling a mutt?”

“You, obviously.” Wade didn’t bother to hide his contempt, flipping Jonah off with a smirk.

Jonah’s jaw clenched. “Laugh it up while you can. In a few minutes, I’ll wipe that smirk off your face for good.”

With that, he spun on his heel and stormed off.

Wade and his friends headed to the prep area to get ready.

A panel of professional race officials had been brought in for this event, making everything feel even more serious.