Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1951

Others had gorgeous ladies in their back seats, yet the driver only had a man with him. However, the driver was just as pleased.

"Mr. Holland, should we open the champagne?" Stanson's subordinate quavered.

"Open your ass!" Stanson fumed, his face turning red with rage as he slapped his subordinate.

To make things worse, the organizers chose this moment to rub salt into the wound.

"Ah, it seems like the Holland family and our racetrack are simply incompatible. What a shame! After scheming for two years and enduring so much, they failed at the last hurdle. If it were me, I'd kill myself!"

Gritting his teeth in fury, Stanson shoved the man aside and bellowed at Taylor, who was beaming in the audience. "Bring those two bastards over here! I'd like to see which reckless fool dared to ruin my plans!"

Meanwhile, Taylor was happily posing with his fiancée and trophy when he noticed a group of men in suits storming toward him. Exchanging glances with Abigail, they immediately became alert.

As soon as the men approached, they teamed up and knocked them down one by one, clearing a path for them with ease. Both had plenty of enemies, so they weren't aware of which side the attackers belonged to.

Just then, Stanson flailed his arms in the air from the stands and yelled, "Damn it! Are you all pretending to be dead? I'll break your legs if they escape!"

Immediately catching on, Abigail turned to Taylor solemnly and said, "Take down the leader to catch the gang!"

"Yeah!" Taylor nodded, and the two of them turned their attention toward the premium stands.

Stanson's heart missed a beat. Sensing his impending doom, he panicked and bolted. He had just stepped off the stands when Taylor swung his foot at him, sending him crashing to the stone steps.

Looking smug, Stanson retorted, "This is what a real man is like. Can't you handle even a bit of spit? You pussy. Why don't you go crying home to your mommy instead!"

Just as he was cackling, Abigail delivered a kick to him that sent him crashing to the floor. Blood trickled down his nose as he sat dazed.

Utterly flabbergasted, Taylor gave her a big thumbs-up and said, "Honey, you're amazing!"

"Are you doing it or not? You have three seconds to decide," Abigail was fully ready for a fight.

As she spoke, she instinctively raised her leg again. "Three… two…"

"I'll do it!" Stanson immediately dropped to the ground and started crawling toward the exit.