Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 5

It was 8:00 pm. Many people had gathered at the Night Breeze Racing Track.

Jenson and Taylor had organized today's competition. After all, they had been at odds for a long time.

Chandler sat at the club entrance, already dressed in casual clothes. He looked a little out of place among Jenson's friends as he looked dignified and aloof.

He glanced at the watch and frowned. "Where is he?"

Jenson said flatteringly, "He should be here soon."

It was difficult for him to bring his workaholic brother here. He believed Taylor would lose miserably later.

Jenson smiled confidently, then saw Taylor's car coming.

Taylor first got out of the driver's seat, and then the passenger door opened.

It was a woman wearing gray casual clothes, with slightly curly long hair hanging on her back. They walked over leisurely.

Only then did everyone see her face. Her fair skin was flawless, and her eyes seemed to be enchanting. Under the light, she looked drop-dead gorgeous.

Although this woman was beautiful, Jenson hadn't forgotten the competition.

"Taylor, where is the expert you mentioned? I brought my brother here! You'll definitely lose!"

Taylor chuckled and patted Helen's shoulder.

"My friend will compete with your brother! She's the best! It's not certain who will be the winner yet!"

After he finished speaking, Jenson looked at her in disbelief.

"What? Taylor, are you kidding me? You want her to compete with my brother? Are you looking down on us?"

Even Taylor's friends found it outrageous. Helen looked like a delicate and weak lady. And this was a racing car competition, not toy cars.

Night Breeze Racing Track was famous because the road was difficult to race on. Any carelessness could kill the racecar drivers.

Taylor didn't care about what everyone thought. Helen would prove that they were wrong anyway.

She glanced at Jenson and Chandler, deliberately lowered her voice, and said, "Let's get started."

Then, she tied up her hair, picked up the helmet, and put it on. There was no hesitation in her movements.