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“Who do you think will clinch victory?”

“Undoubtedly, Mr. Thomas will win. He’s been leading all along. No one stands a chance of overtaking him.”

“I’m truly envious of her. Today’s prize is a whopping three million.

That kind of money is bound to stoke envy.” Someone pointed towards Millie as the remark was made.

“Though we’re halfway through, the ultimate winner remains uncertain.

It hinges on the latter half of the race.”

“Mr. Morgan appears confident as well. I’ve heard he’s secured first place several times.”

“It’s nearly the end. How exhilarating!”

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“Over there! Is that Mr. Morgan who’s about to catch up?”

Surprised, Millie directed her gaze to the monitor. Humphrey’s car was closing in on Marcus’.

“Ah…

“You can do it,” someone shouted.

Millie held her breath, poised to witness the outcome. Yet, the screen abruptly went dark, suspending the tension. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

A boom echoed.

“Quick, a car is returning.”

“Whose car is that?”

“Who could it be?”

Excitement erupted in the air once more.

A striking red supercar roared into view, surging past the finish line. It came to a halt.

A smile graced Millie’s lips, relief washing over her.

Nancy’s countenance, on the other hand, turned pale, her nails digging into her flesh.

Soon, a lively tune was heard.

Shortly thereafter, the McLaren also crossed the finish line.

Marcus got off the car, removing his gloves as he headed towards Millie. He enveloped her in his embrace, his chin resting atop her forehead.