Zane, with a measured and consistent speed, skillfully maneuvered through the first lap, maintaining a smooth and controlled pace. His determination and precision were evident in every turn he took. Close behind him was Jack, who could feel the frustration building up inside him. The gap between them was a constant reminder of his inability to surpass Zane, which only fueled his determination to do whatever it took to knock Zane off his lead.In his frustration and desperation, Jack pressed the gas pedal harder, pushing his car beyond its limits. He knew he was overdriving again, risking his safety and the car's performance, but he didn’t care. The only thing on his mind was overtaking Zane, convinced that with enough force and speed, he could easily outmaneuver him.From the pit lane, Jack’s team tried to communicate with him, their concern evident in their voices. “Boss, you’re pushing the car too hard. You’re overdriving. You should consider stopping at the pit lane to change

Zane and Jack had entered the third lap, Jack managed to overtake Zane. He was racing wildly and aggressively, using any means necessary to stay ahead. Claire, Emma, Cecilia, Cedric, and Alfred, along with Stephen, were all intently focused on the screens at the pit wall, monitoring every move."They're about to reach the finish line. It looks like Jack is in the lead," Claire murmured, her voice a mix of concern and relief. "Despite everything, we're grateful that Zane is still safe.""Yeah, I think that's what matters most, Claire," Emma responded, nodding in agreement.Jack, filled with glee, laughed loudly inside his car, the sound echoing to his team in the pit lane. "Hahaha, in a moment, I'll cross the finish line. That idiot Zane will pay dearly after this," Jack exclaimed, his voice dripping with arrogance.One of his team members chimed in over the radio, "You are truly amazing, boss. I knew it would end like this, haha.""Yes, boss. Your skills are unquestionable," the se

Zane and Jack still stood facing each other, adhering to the agreement they had made earlier regarding the race bet they had undertaken.They had agreed that if Zane won and Jack lost, Jack would be obliged to do whatever Zane asked of him.Zane spoke calmly, his voice steady and composed, "Mr. Jack, I hope you haven't forgotten our agreement."Jack, who had initially underestimated Zane, now looked at him with newfound respect. "Of course, Mr. Gardner. I apologize for underestimating you earlier. You are incredibly skilled; I'm actually interested in learning from you, haha." He laughed, "so, what is it that you want me to do?"Zane took a moment, his gaze unwavering, and replied, "I want you to fulfill your part of the bargain without any hesitation."Jack nodded, understanding the seriousness in Zane's tone. "Absolutely, Mr. Gardner. Just tell me what you need, and I'll make sure it gets done. You have my word. I won't let you down."Jack, a notorious and ruthless mafia boss, was

Emma and Cecilia joined Zane and Claire, forming a lively group as they chatted and laughed together. Not long after, Celine arrived, her presence adding to the cheerful atmosphere. Celine had come late because she had to finish her work first. Her arrival that night was also for a farewell gathering with Zane's team. “Hi, Celine,” Claire greeted warmly.Celine wore a knee-length, sleeveless white dress that highlighted her graceful figure. Her hair was left loose, cascading down her shoulders in soft waves. Her look was simple yet elegant, completed with cream-colored high heels that were not too high.“Hi, everyone. I’m sorry for always being late,” Celine said with a chuckle.Claire, ever the warm-hearted friend, wrapped her right arm around Celine's. “It’s okay, Celine. But aren’t you working too hard? Is Zane making you do all that?” she teased, glancing at Zane with a playful glint in her eyes.Zane smiled and responded to her jest with a lighthearted tone, “Claire, do yo

Zane opened the evening dinner party with an air of confidence. He stood in the center of the room, surrounded by a group of elegant ladies, all eyes fixed on him. He lifted his glass high, the crystal shimmering under the soft lights, and tapped it gently with a silver spoon, signaling the commencement of the event.Ting - ting - ting.The delicate sound of glass resonated through the room, drawing the attention of everyone present, including Stephen, Cedric, and Alfred. Their conversations ceased, and their gazes turned towards Zane.“Good evening, everyone,” Zane began, his voice strong and commanding. “I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to all of you for accepting my invitation and being here tonight.”He paused, letting his words sink in, his eyes scanning the room, making sure to meet each gaze with sincerity. “I am also deeply thankful for your unwavering support. I would not be where I am today without each one of you.”Zane took a moment to collect his thoughts, the