Joey despised Debra.
Zachary had warned them, but Joey always felt that they were family and that Debra wouldn’t be too harsh on Wesley.
He was proven wrong!
Before, Wesley and Sandra had expressed their desire to gain power, but the people in the Cooper Mansion had tried their best to discourage them. They were despicable!
Sandra leaned against the wall and interjected.
“When does the race start?”
Joey was startled. “Mrs. Cooper, how long have you been there?”
Wesley glanced at her and replied, “She came with me.”
He knew Sandra had come out, but he didn’t avoid her.
He trusted her.
Joey breathed a sigh of relief.
“Tomorrow night.”
Wesley squinted. “Are you going?”
Sandra smiled. “Can’t I?”
Joey was completely taken aback. “Mrs. Cooper, please don’t act impulsively.”
Racing was dangerous.
Moreover, the last time Sandra drove, she got into an accident.
“Mr. Cooper, say something.”
Wesley tapped the armrest of the sofa.
Then he slowly said, “Go to the garage.”
Joey was shocked.
The couple must be crazy.
In the middle of the night, the underground garage was lit up. Sandra stood in front of a row of cars, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
She took a few steps forward and touched the hood of a car.
“Nice car.”
Joey handed her the car keys.
She opened the door and got into the car.
One by one, she tried out the cars.
The engine roared.
It was deafening.
Finally, she came out of a silver-gray car and said, “I want this one.”
Joey gasped.
“Mr. Cooper, this is the one you personally assembled.”
When Wesley was young, he loved racing and had dozens of cars in his garage.
But his favorite was this car.
Wesley named it Silver Fox.
Every part of the car was personally selected by him.
Many of the parts were not available domestically, and he even flew abroad to purchase them.
Wesley had a special attachment to Silver Fox.
Joey had mixed feelings.
He believed Wesley wouldn’t allow Sandra to risk this car.
“Mrs. Cooper, you should choose another car.” Joey kindly reminded Sandra.
However, Wesley walked over to the car and pointed at it.
“Take good care of it.”
Joey was dumbfounded.
His eyes widened.
He couldn’t believe his ears.
“No problem,” Sandra replied calmly.
Joey opened his mouth wide.
Sandra yawned.
“Alright, I’m going back to sleep. Goodnight.”
Wesley’s tone was gentle.
“Goodnight.”
Joey pinched himself hard. “Mr. Cooper, are you serious?”
He couldn’t believe Wesley was being so generous.
Wesley chuckled. “Sure.”
Joey suddenly realized something.
During the race, it was allowed to have a passenger in the car. Did Wesley intend to…
On the night of the race,
Sandra drove Joey and Wesley to Corolla Mountain Road and saw a lot of people celebrating.
There were many female models standing on top of cars, jumping with two cups of champagne in their hands.
Some young people with dyed blonde hair were dancing to the music.
Joey asked around and discovered that Jagger and renowned racing driver John Lautner were also present.
John was a superstar in the racing world.
He had good looks, incredible skills, and loved performing dangerous stunts.
In short, he was a racing celebrity.
Jagger, on the other hand, was more average, but over the years, he had been consistently performing well in races.
So, this time, everyone was betting on who would win.
A betting station had been set up nearby.
Jagger had the highest betting rate, with 3-1 odds.
The other, less famous racing drivers had odds of 100-1.
However, no one bet on them, as everyone knew they couldn’t win.
Jagger and John both had a real chance to win.
Sandra wore a black mask and placed her bet on Wesley’s name.
When Wesley’s name appeared, everyone fell silent.
After all, he had been in a vegetative state, and it was a miracle that he had regained consciousness. How could he possibly participate in a race?
But soon, news spread that Sandra was the one driving and that Wesley was just in the passenger seat.
Everyone immediately understood.
“Mr. Cooper is nostalgic for the old days and wants to see these curves again.”
“Those who have experienced racing know that you can never forget that thrilling feeling.”
When Sandra placed her bet, the people around her looked at her with curiosity.
If she bet on Wesley to come in last place, there might have been a chance of winning.
But she bet on him to win the championship?
Had she gone crazy?
But Sandra didn’t give them a chance to question her and simply walked away.
It was just a side story that no one would pay attention to.
Soon, the topic of discussion shifted.
“Look, that’s John!”
Sandra looked over.
John wore a white casual outfit, with fair skin and a pair of black sunglasses.
He had a black earring on his ear, and with his hands in his pockets, he looked incredibly cool.
As soon as he came on stage, all the girls in the crowd screamed.
John took photos with his fans.
Suddenly, a group of black-clad bodyguards rushed over and pushed the crowd apart.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“Shh. Daniel Becker is coming.”
“Daniel Becker? The daredevil racer?”
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