Damn, it’s really like you ignored a path to heaven, only to walk straight into hell!
Thinking of Adrian Law and Cecilia Vaughn’s stunningly beautiful appearances, many present couldn’t bear the thought and almost didn’t dare to watch the live broadcast footage!
However, Adrian Law wasn’t as anxious as they imagined. His deanor was as calm as ice, even at such a life-and-death mont, he had the leisure to calmly instruct the girl in the passenger seat.
"Cecilia, hold onto the seat and sit tight."
"Okay."
Cecilia Vaughn cast a focused glance at the man. She knew how terrifying it was to speed through winding roads, but she felt no fear, only because he was the one driving!
She held her breath, almost not daring to make a sound, for fear of distracting Adrian Law in the slightest.
...
anwhile, Adrian Law had a slight curve to his thin lips, an expression of calm control.
That kind of arrogant and noble deanor, like that of an emperor, dismissing everything around him.
At the sa ti, he slamd the accelerator to the floor.
The black Porsche 911 sped down the mountain road like a bolt of lightning, the scenery on either side quickly retreating.
"Damn, The Eldest Young Master Law is still accelerating! Oh my god, he’s really risking his life!"
"How is he going to make the turn at this speed? Even if he miraculously clears the right-angle curve, there’s still a 180-degree hairpin bend right after, does he think his driving skills are godlike enough to avoid an accident?!"
"At this rate, it will be a car crash that leaves everyone dead! Definitely a tragedy in the making!"
The atmosphere at the scene beca increasingly tense, everyone’s hearts in their throats, even Tyson Law frowned painfully, afraid Cecilia Vaughn might die just like this.
On the contrary, Sean Grant, as the judge, stared intently at the big screen, a flicker of dark light passing through his eyes.
Adrian Law stomped the accelerator forcefully, urgently turning the steering wheel, the car making a harsh scraping noise along the asphalt road.
Rip—
The anticipated car crash didn’t happen; almost at the mont of clearing the right-angle curve, Adrian’s large hand once again turned the steering wheel all the way!
The black Porsche 911 dangerously skimd the outer edge of the mountain road, barely making it through the curve!
If Adrian Law’s angle had deviated by the slightest fraction, he would’ve gone crashing off the cliff!
Is it true fearless skill, or just a lucky escape?
Tyson Law felt like his heart couldn’t take it anymore, panting heavily; next up was the 180-degree hairpin turn, could Big Brother and Cecilia Vaughn be just as lucky?!
Just when he couldn’t bear to look, a trendous scream erupted at the scene.
"Holy shit, look! The Eldest Young Master Law actually made it through!"
Adrian Law, having passed the right-angle curve, had his car speeding ahead like a Spirit Serpent.
As the vehicle approached the 180-degree hairpin turn, Adrian abruptly hit the brakes, turning the steering wheel with a bizarre motion to the right!
If an ordinary person attempted this, the car’s tires would definitely lock and fail. However, it seed as if Adrian Law had the Porsche 911 completely under control. With a smooth drift, it executed an incredibly beautiful maneuver, swiftly passing the big turn and smoothly entering the straightaway!
"Incredible! I can’t help but submit, I’m utterly in awe!"
"Car God! The Eldest Young Master Law is absolutely a Car God beyond a doubt!"
Everyone was shocked, staring in disbelief at the real-ti footage on the screen, their emotions boiling over, unsure whether to worship or feel disappointed.
—What’s it like to be more handso, richer, and a better driver than you? The resu of a life winner is sothing this sort of idle, second-generation rich can’t compare to!
Surprised?
Envious?
It seems as if even jealousy has lost its place; facing a near-perfect man like Adrian Law, everyone, regardless of gender, could only look up to him!
...
All the n present couldn’t help but comfort themselves sourly, hearing rumors about The Eldest Young Master Law’s inadequacy in a certain aspect...
That’s a major taboo for n, so perhaps losing sothing is the result of gaining sothing else...
Adrian Law returned from the finish line to the starting point, taking only fifteen minutes.
With a dead heart, even Young Master Shelby had to concede, following them down in his car.
Young Master Shelby, with weak legs, was the first to get out of the car. He knelt beside Adrian Law’s black Porsche 911, his face pale as a ghost, wailing aloud unceremoniously.
"I... I lost."
Such a feeling of being utterly crushed by an opponent may never be forgotten in this lifeti!
Yet Adrian Law opened the car door, showing none of the arrogance or pride people imagined, his handso face serene like water, not paying any mind to the sobbing Young Master Shelby.
He directly went to the passenger side, gently opening the car door.
"Cecilia, we’re here."
Everyone stared in astonishnt at Adrian Law’s gallant gesture.
With her high ponytail, Cecilia Vaughn quickly stepped out of the car, with Adrian holding her hand. They looked into each other’s eyes, as if no one else in the world existed.
Perhaps due to the cold night wind, Adrian Law pulled the girl closer, tightening his khaki jacket around her and fastening the top horn button.
Everyone: "..."
Where is this royal-grade PDA coming from?
Why do we feel stuffed with it so effortlessly!
...
Seeing that Adrian Law completely ignored him, Young Master Shelby trembled with fear.
Fearing he’d have his eyes gouged out for losing, he bit his lip in embarrassnt.
"Young Master Law, I lost, if you want to hit or punish , do as you please..."
At worst, he’ll undergo an eye transplant, with great ability cos great responsibility, he’ll bear the consequences!
Yet Adrian Law shot him a cold glance.
"Punish you? Young Master Shelby, I have no interest in your eyes. However, if I ever see you again, let your life be mine!"
Young Master Shelby shivered, nearly wetting his pants in fear.
"Alright, I understand! I’ll leave Veridia, the farther from you the better! I won’t ever exploit or bully anyone again in this life!"
He said, fearfully rushing towards his underlings in a tumbling crawl.
"Quick, let’s leave now!"
Adrian Law definitely left a lifelong shadow for him. Young Master Shelby, on the verge of tears, feared he wouldn’t dare commit even a minor wrongdoing in the future.
...
Young Master Shelby fled in a panic, while the internally conflicted Tyson Law approached with Judge Sean Grant.
"These are the spoils of the race, a limited edition watch, take it."
Tyson Law had already checked; it’s a Vacheron Constantin worth two million, quite a little windfall.
Yet Adrian Law didn’t spare even half a glance at the ribboned gift box.
He slightly raised his eyelids, giving a clear and calm glance at Sean Grant.
"Grant, you take it. Thanks for helping Cecilia earlier, I have my own prize."
Adrian Law rarely ever thanks anyone. For so reason, those present detected a hint of a declaration of ownership in his tone.
Everyone wondered what Adrian ant by "prize," but he didn’t glance at anyone else, pulling Cecilia closer, pinning her against the Porsche’s door.
In front of everyone, he claid a kiss!
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