Queen Of Racing: Rebirth And Revenge

Seeing the judgment, most of the people applauded. Some of them were very disappointed that their favorite racing should end up like this.

William, who was on vacation with his pregnant wife, also saw the FIA's tweet. He closed his eyes sadly. He really didn't want to see Royal Duke become like this.

"Honey, don't be sad." His wife comforted him.

"I'm fine."

The two leaned against each other and looked at the beautiful evening glow in the sky.

After handling all the matters in C country, Wendy immediately set off for F country. Steve and other racing drivers went there earlier than her to train.

Wendy wasted too much time in C country. She could only cherish every minute and train crazily. Fortunately, she had the memory of her previous life, and the map of the racetrack had been deeply imprinted in her mind. She knew how to operate. It was just that she needed more training in actual practice.

Harold's heart ached w

fter saying that, Harold looked back at the computer.

Just as Wendy was about to ask, she heard Harold hum a song, Wonderful Tonight.

Listening to his magnetic and deep voice and the slow melody, Wendy closed her eyes and fell asleep soon.

Feeling that the girl next to him breathed slowly, Harold turned off the volume of his laptop and looked at the stock chart silently.

When it was time, Harold woke Wendy up. She quickly got up to have a simple wash before continuing her training.

Without the disturbance of Royal Duke and Barnett, Wendy won the pole position of the F country race of the F1 again.

Among all the underground casinos in the world, Wendy's odds were the shortest in history: 1 to 1.1.

Wendy's odds were lower than 1 to 1 and it meant that even if she won the race, one wouldn't make money. If they didn't make money, why should they bet money on her? Many people had no choice but to place bets on others.