Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Alex, go easy on the race, would ya? Give the lady a bit of dignity." "It's fine to win, but make sure she doesn't lose too badly, alright?"

A bunch of young guys were plotting, all in Alex's best interest. He'd already rubbed the lady the wrong way earlier, and if he didn't make a good impression now, his future was looking pretty rocky.

Alex kept quiet, lips pressed together, trying to figure out how to let Grace lose without making her look bad. He never wanted to humiliate Grace; he just wanted her to know her limits. "Grace, I'm with you all the way!"

Chris thumped his chest, determined not to leave his girl Grace behind. Even if it meant looking like a fool later, he didn't mind; he'd rather face it with Grace.

Grace shot him a look: "Hold on tight; I don't want you getting sick later."

Chris's face was a picture of disbelief. He wanted to tell Grace that there was no way he was going to be sick; with her snail-like speed, he'd probably fall asleep and have a nice nap. "Grace, go on, I can take it." He couldn't bear to dampen Grace's spirits.

"Alright," Grace replied nonchalantly.

Adrian took up the role of referee and blew the whistle-

The race was on!

Alex was still pondering how to make Grace's loss look graceful, so he was a bit distracted. The idea of Grace actually beating him seemed laughable. He could give her a two-lap head start and still win. But then-

As soon as the whistle blew, the car beside him zipped off!

Leaving a trail of dust!

Before anyone could blink, Grace's car had already zoomed a good hundred meters away, just a tiny speck in the distance. Meanwhile, Alex's car was still at the starting line. "Thunk!"

Adrian's whistle hit the ground as he stared ahead, dumbfounded. Alex finally snapped out of it and rushed to catch up, but it was no use; he couldn't even catch a whiff of Grace's exhaust! en

Grace left everyone in the dust, turning the race into her own solo showcase!

"Is that really the lady...?"

"How is she so fast!!!"

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. Her speed was beyond what they could wrap their heads around. No one on Lone Island could touch her.

In the car.

"Gr-Gr-Grace! SI-Slow down! Ugh-"

Chris was pale as a ghost, gripping the handle, shaking like a leaf. He couldn't hold on any longer; he was about to hurl!

Grace glanced over and eased off the gas. She'd already slowed down as much as she could, but even then, it was lightning-fast to anyone watching! Grace handled obstacles, bends, and slopes like they weren't even there, as if she was driving on a straight road. Her control was mind-blowing! Finally, the car rolled to a smooth stop at the finish line. From start to finish, it took only one minute and nine seconds.

The place was silent as a grave.

One minute and nine seconds....

Grace had blitzed through the entire

course in just one minute and nine seconds! The best racer from the Reyes family, Adrian, took three

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minutes. The top record on the Lone Island leaderboard stood at two

minutes and ten seconds. Grace hadContent bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

nearly halved that time!

As soon as the car stopped, Grace hopped out, while Chris was completely wiped out, too weak to even open the door. His stomach turned, and he hurled violently. Just as he started to throw up, Grace quickly shut the car door.

"Chris!!!"

Adrian's shout echoed across the sky!