Betrayed By The Billionaire

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Serena hadn't heard the private conversation between Chloe Bishop and Lyra. Hearing Chloe’s terms for the bet, she curled her lips into a confident smirk. "Chloe, you said it yourself! From now on, when you see me, you’ll call me 'Grandpa' and stay at least a kilometer away from wherever I am. Everyone here is a witness!"

The male racers on the sidelines began to hoot and holler. "Don't worry, we'll vouch for you! I’m calling the restaurant now to order the crawfish and fried chicken."

"Hey buddy, don't forget to tell them to bring their own cleaning crew and trash cans," another joked, drawing a roar of laughter from the crowd. "Good thinking, haha!"

Amidst the mocking laughter, a sudden, sharp voice cut through the noise. "Go for it, Chloe! Coach Lee and I believe in you!"

It was Vince.

The crowd turned in surprise to look at the lead mechanic. He and Coach Lee were watching with the intense, vibrating excitement of two die-hard fans. It was a bizarre sight—why were the veterans of Team Swift acting like this?

Chloe gave them a sharp, confident nod. At the same time, Feifei walked over to Serena and patted her shoulder. "Good luck," she said simply.

Serena was beaming with arrogance. "Don't worry. I’m going to make sure she’s too embarrassed to ever show her face in public again." In her mind, she was ready to crush the final hopes of Coach Lee and Vince. They had claimed Chloe would be better than Ethan, so Serena decided she would "mercifully" shatter that delusion right now.

Serena glanced at Chloe. "What are you waiting for? Let’s start."

What followed could only be described by the spectators as a "massacre." Looking back, everyone felt a wave of pity for Serena. In front of Chloe, Serena was like a tiny ant being effortlessly crushed by a single finger—ground into the dirt until there was nothing left.

The speed was terrifying. The precision was surgical. Chloe didn't just win; she dismantled Serena’s dignity on every turn.

As the cars came to a halt, the crowd erupted, but the tone had changed to one of mocking disbelief toward the loser. "Serena, you’re supposed to be a professional! How did you lose this badly? If I were you, I'd be too ashamed to leave the house."

"Call her 'Grandpa'! Come on, Serena, pay up!"

Serena stared at the sea of gloating faces. Her face shifted from pale to green to a sickly white. She wasn't crying, but her expression looked more painful than any sob. She never imagined she could lose to Chloe Bishop, let alone in such a humiliating fashion. In her three years as a professional racer, she had never been toyed with like this. It was a total loss of face.

Finally, she understood where Chloe’s confidence came from. This level of skill—the ability to finish someone off in seconds—was something even Feifei might struggle to achieve. No wonder Chloe had told Feifei to "work harder" for the next month.

But the realization came too late. Everyone had just watched Chloe dance circles around her. How could she ever show her face in the racing circuit again? How would her teammates ever let her live this down?

Lyra stepped out of the car, looking at Serena with a lazy, satisfied expression. "What’s the matter? Did you lose your soul along with the race? Don't tell me you’re a sore loser. You were the one screaming for a challenge. Well? Let’s hear that 'Grandpa' call."

The male drivers joined in, chanting for Serena to follow through on the bet.

Serena looked at Chloe, who was calmly stepping out of the car while holding Liam Jr. The word "Grandpa" felt like lead in her throat; she couldn't force it out.

"Say it! You lost, now pay up! Call her Grandpa!"

Surrounded by faces full of disdain and mockery, Serena’s eyes turned red. She bit her lip so hard it nearly bled, looking both pathetic and miserable.

Chloe wasn't in a hurry. She leaned back against the race car, her clear, beautiful eyes fixed on Serena. A faint, half-smile played on her lips—a look of cold, untouchable elegance that made it impossible for anyone to look away.

Finally, Feifei couldn't take it anymore. She stepped forward to shield her friend. "Chloe, don't you think you're being a bit of a bully? Pushing people this far isn't right."