Chapter 1716 – A Turning Point in Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities by Internet
In this chapter of Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities, Internet introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 1716 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.
The engines of two supercars roared as they sped down the suburban race track, each driver pushing their limits. The competition was neck-and-neck, with the gap between them almost nonexistent.
Taylor's car hugged the inside line, and with the sharp turn approaching, all he had to do was accelerate. Given his skill, the win was all but guaranteed.
But as the turn approached, Taylor held back. His opponent didn't waste the chance, slipping past him and taking the lead.
"Ugh..."
The spectators who had been cheering for Taylor groaned in frustration.
A few who'd placed large bets were especially vocal, shouting at him through megaphones.
"Hit the gas, damn it! With gear like that, you've still got a chance!"
"Taylor, you can do it!"
"Come on, Taylor, stop driving like a wimp!"
No matter how cruel the insults or how loud the jeers from the crowd, none of it seemed to reach Taylor.
He gripped the steering wheel sluggishly, his mind miles away. The faster the car went, the less the race seemed to matter.
It was as if Abigail's departure had drained all his passion for racing, leaving behind a void that no one could fill.
In the end, Taylor lost the race.
As the car came to a stop, a disgruntled fan stormed over. He yanked open the door and roughly pulled Taylor out of the car.
"Xander, what's going on? You intentionally drove a fake car, didn't you? Do you have any idea how much money I have riding on this?
He rolled down the window, adrenaline surging through him. "Abigail! I know it's you. Pull over!"
Obscured by her helmet, the female rider glanced at him briefly before turning her attention back to the road.
Just as Taylor expected her to slow down, he heard a sharp whoosh. She shot forward like a gust of wind, quickly pulling away from him.
A sinking feeling tightened in Taylor's chest, and he slammed his fist against the steering wheel in frustration.
"Is she still upset with me?" he thought, the question gnawing at him.
But no matter what, he wasn't going to let her get away again.
Fueled by a surge of resolve, Taylor slammed his foot on the gas. The past had haunted him long enough. Today, no matter the cost, he was going to see Abigail.
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