Rural Belle & Three Heirs

"Today?" Chloe suddenly became interested. As an experienced motorcycle enthusiast, every race ignites her passion.

Mia hesitated before suggesting, "Hey, Miss Davis, how about I turn on the TV so we can catch the live broadcast?"

The feeling of watching it live on TV doesn't even come close to experiencing it in person. Chloe could hardly contain her excitement and said to Mia, "No way. I'm going to see it in person."

She quickly changed into her casual clothes and went out. She called a rideshare to the parking lot where her motorcycle was stored. After changing into her riding gear and putting on her helmet, she sped off towards Liam's race venue.

When she arrived, the race had just started, and Liam's turn was still coming up. Chloe found a spot with a great view, watching the race from a high vantage point.

Liam was waiting for his turn, standing next to Eric, who had taken off his helmet to chat. "Hey, Liam, today's your big day. Did you invite your dream girl to watch?"

Liam thought for a moment and replied, "Yeah, I did, but she hasn't replied to my message."

Liam feet completely helpless when it came to his emotionally unstable goddess. On his downtime, he would often message her, but her responses were always extremely slow. Take this game, for instance. He sent her a message on Facebook last night, but even now, she still hadn't replied.

This was the first woman, as far back as Liam could remember, who didn't pay him any attention.

Eric shook his head. "Looks like she's not coming. I told you, there's something off about her. She's such a good rider; there's no reason she wouldn't want to watch a race like this."

"Are you sure the woman you're chatting with is really your dream girl?" Eric questioned, his voice tinged with skepticism.

Eric's words made Liam uncertain. Given her impressive riding skills, they should have discussed motorcycles when they chatted. But whenever he brought up the topic, she would change the subject or ignore him altogether. This inconsistency gnawed at him, planting seeds of doubt in his mind.

Liam felt frustrated, but with the race about to start, he pushed those thoughts aside. Soon, Liam and Eric's group was ready to race. The atmosphere was electric, and the tension was palpable.

As Liam appeared on the track, the fans went wild, waving banners and cheering enthusiastically for him. The roar of the crowd was deafening, a testament to his popularity and the high expectations they had for him.

"Liam, go for it!" someone shouted, their voice rising above the cacophony.

"Liam, you're the best! We believe in you!" another fan screamed, their enthusiasm infectious.noveldrama

Despite the fans' enthusiasm, Liam felt nothing. He wished his dream girl were there to watch him race. He felt his interest in her was bordering on unrequited love.

As the starting whistle blew, Liam looked up and saw Chloe on her motorcycle at a high vantage point. She wore a tight-fitting riding suit and looked effortlessly cool with her helmet on.

The moment Liam saw Chloe, he was immediately excited. He felt a surge of energy, as if an invisible force was urging him on, inspiring him to perform at his best.

With the sound of the referee's gun, a dozen motorcycles roared to life and shot forward.

Liam's skills were impressive; he quickly took the lead. Chloe watched him with admiration from her motorcycle.

He was young, confident, and stood out easily, so he naturally became the center of attention.

After one lap, Liam was in first place. If nothing went wrong, he would surely win the race. Chloe turned her motorcycle to leave.

At that moment, a motorcycle suddenly sped up behind Liam. The rider accelerated and swerved in an S-shape, aiming straight at Eric, who was right behind Liam.

Once Eric was knocked down, his motorcycle would inevitably surge forward due to inertia and crash into Liam's motorcycle. Given the current high speed, such a collision would undoubtedly injure Liam.

Chloe panicked. This accident couldn't happen. She revved her motorcycle and sped down from her vantage point.

She accelerated into the race track just as the motorcycle crashed into Eric, sending him flying into Liam's bike. Liam lost control and was thrown off his motorcycle, hurtling towards a large rock.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away!

If he hit it, he would be seriously injured or worse. The crowd held their breath, watching in horror.

Just as Liam was about to crash into the rock, Chloe's motorcycle landed smoothly on the track.

As Liam's head was about to hit the large rock, Chloe swiftly extended her arm, grabbed Liam's body with a firm grip, and securely swung him onto the back seat of her motorcycle. Her movements were fluid and precise, executed with the skill of an experienced rider.

The entire maneuver was seamless, almost like a choreographed dance. The crowd watched in awe, their eyes glued to the dramatic rescue unfolding before them.

Liam's fans erupted in applause, their cheers filling the air as they expressed their relief that their hero was safe. The roar of approval was deafening, a collective sigh of relief that reverberated through the stands. People waved flags and banners, their faces lit with admiration and gratitude.

However, the race was halted due to the incident, and many motorcycles crashed or skidded to a stop, creating a chaotic scene on the track. Riders scrambled to regain control, some tumbling off their bikes, others narrowly avoiding collisions. The track was littered with debris, a testament to the sudden and unexpected interruption.

Liam clung to Chloe's waist, feeling a sudden sense of security. The near-miss had shaken even him, a seasoned racer accustomed to danger. His heart pounded in his chest, the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Without his dream girl's intervention, he might have been dead.

After saving Liam, Chloe took him to a safe spot. As she prepared to leave, Lucy confronted her and blocked her path, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Who the hell are you? What gives you the right to ruin our company's race?" Lucy demanded angrily. Her voice was sharp, cutting through the noise of the crowd. She stood with her arms crossed, her posture tense and confrontational.