Adela well knew what Fairies Mountain was like, a notorious death zone with dangerous curves.
Fairies Mountain was where these idle young masters sought thrills.
"Jonathan..."
"10 p.m., right? I'll be there on time!"
But before Adela could advise against it, Jonathan had already agreed.
"Alright, meet at ten!"
Asher didn't worry about Jonathan breaking the promise and left in his Lamborghini. The supercar roared off, leaving a thick trail of smoke behind.
"Daddy, why do people have to race?" Carla, never having heard of car racing, asked Jonathan with curiosity.
"To win over to Miss Adela! Carla, can Uncle Roger tell you a bedtime story tonight?"
"Yes, Daddy, go for it, don't lose!"
Hearing that it was to win over Miss Adela, Carla showed a determined attitude, thinking that losi
