With that, she got into the driver's seat.
But after sitting there for a few seconds.
Seeing Serena hadn't moved an inch, she snapped. "Get in already!"
Serena's lips curled into a smirk, tipping her chin up. "You. Get out."
Anna's eyes went wide. She pointed at her own nose. "You're telling me to get out? Why? This is my car!"
Serena raised an eyebrow. "Not getting out?"
She gave a careless shrug, shoved her hands in her pockets, and turned back toward the hotel. "Then I'm going back to sleep."
"You—!"
Anna was vibrating with rage, but she couldn't actually let Serena leave. She needed to deliver her straight to her friends.
Otherwise, she'd be the laughingstock of her entire social circle.
How would she ever show her face again?
"Fine... just fine!"
Anna slammed her fist against the steering wheel, aggressively unbuckling her seatbelt and throwing the door open. "Alright, Serena, you win! You can drive my car!"
Once they got to the track.
She had endless ways to make Serena pay for this little stunt!
Serena let out a light chuckle, her long legs sweeping into the driver's seat with effortless grace.
She reached up, adjusted the seat, and leaned back against the headrest lazily.
Her relaxed demeanor made Anna see red. "Serena, we're in the United Realmon States. Driving without a license is a serious crime! Do you even have a license? A local one? Do you have any idea what kind of car this is? It's a custom-modified, racing-grade supercar with massive horsepower. Don't you dare scratch it..."
Serena didn't even glance at her. She just cast a sideways glance at the man in the black trench coat and smirked. "Get in."
Douglas chuckled softly, walking over and sliding into the passenger seat.
All of Anna's warnings died in her throat.
She stared at Serena behind the wheel, then at Douglas in the passenger seat.
"What about me?!" Both seats were taken. Where was she supposed to sit?
This was her car!
Serena expertly navigated the center console, pulling up the most recent GPS destination.
On the outskirts of the city.
Serena drove the car to the destination.
Sprawled out before them was a massive racing circuit.
Giant floodlights illuminated the outskirts, turning the night sky as bright as day.
At a glance, the venue looked large enough to hold at least tens of thousands of people.
The roar of engines, the screech of tires peeling out, and the heavy metal music blasting from the speakers merged into a deafening cacophony.
A few trendy youths smashed their cups on the ground, looking thoroughly bored. "Where the hell is Anna?"
"Did that country toy get scared off?"
"Since when did Anna become so useless?"
"This is boring. Let's just bounce..."
Just then.
A deafening engine roared, tearing through the noise as it barrelled toward them...

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