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A Ray of Light Driving

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Lucille raised an eyebrow. As she watched the group of rich playboys in the two sports cars flirt with her vigorously, a ray of light flashed across Lucille's calm and indifferent eyes. The next second, she hit the gas.

Tom was stunned and asked, "What are you doing, Miss Lucille?"

Lucille did not answer. She slammed the accelerator, and the engine made a rumbling sound. The next second, the ordinary car shot out like an arrow.

At first, Molly was still sleepy, but she became excited.

"Let's go!"

The car sped away.

The two sports cars behind him were suddenly left dozens of meters behind.

The rich playboys in the car were all stunned and exclaimed, "How exciting!"

Then, they accelerated to catch up.

How could that ordinary car compare to a sports car worth tens of millions of dollars?

The group of rich playboys quickly closed the gap between themselves and Lucille. They drove right in front of her.

Instead of slowing down, Lucille hit the gas again.

At that speed, it was no exaggeration to say that they were flying.

Tom was so frightened that his face turned ashen. He hurriedly grabbed the handle beside him and exclaimed, "It's dangerous! Hurry up and stop the car!" Even though there was an auxiliary brake under his feet, he was so panicked right then that he had completely forgotten.

Lucille's expression was calm. She drove the car between the two sports cars and drifted left and right. After avoiding another collision between the two sports cars, she spun the steering wheel and the car turned 360 degrees as it sped forward. It was headed straight toward one of the sports cars. The people in the sports car were so scared that they nearly wet their pants. They immediately stepped on the brake to avoid a collision.

Those in the other sports car watched Lucille's dazzling driving skills. Their

'Amazing!" jaws dropped and they braked. They all had the same thing to sa The car's lights were flashing, and the ground was full of arrogant tire marks

In the driver's seat, Lucille casually glanced at them, then turned the car and left

Things were even more lively toward the end of the road.

That was because there was another group of cars that were engaged in at race.

One of them was Austin.

When Lucille passed by, she didn't want to stay, but when she inadvertently glanced at Austin, she saw him sitting on the flower bed with a dejected look, as if he had been bullied. Obviously, he must have just finished a race and lost by a landslide.

Lucille pulled over and stopped beside the flower bed.

Tom, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had obviously not recovered from the thrilling car race earlier. He was paralyzed in his seat and looked absolutely pitiful. Lucille ordered Molly, "Give him a bottle of water."

"Okay," Molly answered obediently. Then, she handed him a bottle of water that was in the back seat.

Lucille got out of the car and walked up to Austin.

A shadow fell over him. Austin didn't even raise his head. He thought the other racers had come to mock him, so he angrily barked, "Get lost. Don't bother me!" "Hm?"

Lucille gave him a faint smile.

Austin suddenly raised his head and saw that it was Lucille. He cried out in excitement and then knelt down in front of her, holding onto her leg while complaining.

"You're here to help me, right, Miss Lucille? Those bastards cheated. They don't deserve to win. I'm so angry!"

Austin felt extremely wronged.

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