Rural Belle & Three Heirs
Chapter 22 Chloe Takes Command

"She wants to race again? Isn't that gonna mess up our plans?" Eric's face got a bit more serious.

They were on a relentless mission to find the motorcycle goddess, and they had Tony cornered, ready to rough him up for her contact info. But now, with Chloe suggesting another race, things could take a wild turn. Eric's question didn't faze Liam. Without a second thought, he said, "What's there to worry about another race? With Tony's crappy bike and his lack of skills, even if we race ten more times, he'd still lose." "And what about Miss Davis?" Eric glanced over at the confident Chloe, looking serious.

Liam sneered, "Her? What can she do? She's just some clueless girl who doesn't know a thing about motorcycles. Let them race. Today, we're gonna crush Tony. Let's see if that girl can get the motorcycle goddess's contact info from him after that."

With Liam's order, Eric signaled everyone to get ready for another race.

Soon, everyone was on their motorcycles, ready to go.

Chloe pulled Tony aside, ready to give him some tips. But before she could say anything, Tony started to panic. "Chloe, I can't do this. My bike's a piece of junk compared to theirs, and my skills aren't good enough. Even if we race again, I'll still lose. You told me not to spill your contact info, and if I lose, it won't be good. Just let it go, Chloe. You've done enough for me. A little humiliation doesn't bother me."

Tony had always been bullied by these rich kids because of his poor background. Before Chloe came to Sovereign City, he had suffered a lot.

Seeing his scared look, Chloe was speechless.

She said, "We haven't even started, and you're already freaking out? Just twist the throttle! With me backing you up, you won't lose. Are you really gonna let a bunch of rookies scare you? Aren't you ashamed of Zara and me?" Under Chloe's admonition, Tony started to regain some confidence. He rubbed his head and inquired, "Chloe, you said you'd guide me. How are you gonna do that? Sit on my bike?"

Chloe affirmed, "Yes, I'll ride pillion on your bike. Fetch the helmet."

Soon, Chloe hopped on Tony's motorcycle. Liam, watching from a distance, saw Chloe sitting on Tony's bike and suddenly felt uneasy.

He promptly beckoned Eric over and expressed, "Eric, go inform that young lady she cannot ride on Tony's bike. Considering Tony's limited expertise, what if he loses control and injures her?"

Eric scanned Liam's face, clearly seeing the worry. "Mr. Martin, are you worried about her?"

Liam's face darkened. He awkwardly defended himself, "What? Grant asked me to watch her. If something happens, how do I explain it? She's not much to look at now, and if she gets hurt, it'll be worse. Do you want to live with someone who kills your appetite?"

Liam's words made sense. Eric jogged to the track, ready to pull Chloe off Tony's motorcycle. But as soon as the race started, Tony's bike roared off, leaving Eric in a cloud of dust. This race was five laps.

With Chloe sitting behind him and providing support, Tony gained confidence, though his cautiousness led to a slower speed.

By the end of the first lap, he was already 60 feet behind the others.

He was anxious. "Chloe, this is my limit. I'm afraid I'll lose again."

Chloe comforted him. "It's okay, just stay steady. Listen to me, slow down a bit more, and then speed up after the turn."

Chloe sat behind Tony, patiently directing him.

Originally, he was 60 feet behind, but by following Chloe's instructions to slow down at the turn and speed up after, he quickly closed the gap.

By the end of the third lap, Tony's speed was on par with the others.

By the fourth lap, Tony and Chloe's bike was already leading.

Liam, watching closely, couldn't figure out how Tony's bike had overtaken his friends.

Soon, there was only one lap left.

Seeing the small lead, Tony suddenly gained confidence.

Chloe kept guiding him, "Tony, stay cool. Just one lap left, take it easy. Remember, ease off on the turn, then hit the gas. Let's do this!"

Halfway through the final lap, only one rich kid managed to keep pace with Tony. Desperation set in, and with just 210 feet to the finish line, he resorted to a dirty trick: he kicked at Tony's bike.

At such high speeds, this move could spell disaster. With Chloe riding pillion, a crash could lead to serious injuries or even death.

Focused on winning, Tony was unaware of the leg behind him, but Chloe, seated behind him, spotted the rich kid's leg and grew furious.