“Stop with the flattery, Mr. Pierce,” Roland, who had heard Maloney’s words upon getting out of his car, chided him teasingly. Grinning, he leaned against his silver Bullet Roadster and added, “My car is the coolest here. It has won a lot of competitions, you know.”
“Oh, my bad, Mr. Juarez. I shouldn’t have opened my mouth,” Maloney said with a smile, teasing back.
“I was just kidding.” Roland waved his hand dismissively, still grinning. “I don’t really know much about paint schemes, let alone care about them, but I agree that Miss Moore’s car looks cool.”
Then, looking at Hannah, he said, “Is Maloney really okay with you joining the race, Miss Moore? Although this is a friendly competition, we won’t go easy on you. Won’t you get upset if you lose?”
Smiling faintly, Hannah gestured toward Maloney and said, “I think you should ask him that question. Is he really okay with me joining the race?”
Remembering the first time he had seen Hannah speed on the road, Maloney dropped his smile.
Just then, someone shouted among the people in the grandstand, grabbing the attention of everyone on the race track.
“Did someone get hurt again?” Roland blurted out warily.
After having a careful look at the grandstand, Maloney said, “I don’t think so. There’s an ongoing live broadcast of what’s happening there.
Let’s watch it.” He then took out his phone and showed them the livestream.
Hannah’s eyebrow raised, looking at the livestream on Maloney’s phone.
“Why do they have that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Remington wants the competition to draw more attention, so it has media coverage on various social media platforms, especially since this is a pretty interesting event. It’s a competition between the rich and powerful families in town. Of course, many people would Love to tune in and watch on who wins.”
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Hannah snorted. “He sure plays his cards right.”
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They watched the live-stream long enough to realize why someone screamed in audience at the grandstand.
Since the competition was livestreamed on various social media platforms, the betting was no longer limited to the audience in the grandstand. Interested bettors could participate online in the comforts of their homes or wherever they could access the internet.
As a result, it almost doubled the number of bettors for today’s competition compared to the previous ones. Rhett got most of the bets, accumulating a whooping sixty million worth of bets in total.
Hannah, on the other hand, was in the last place with only twenty million worth of bets under her name.
Seeing his accumulated bets higher than Hannah’s at forty million, Maloney snickered. “My bets are higher than yours. You’re too weak.”
Hanna sneered. “It’s not like I care about that.”
“It’s just a friendly competition, Miss Moore. Those bets don’t really matter,” Roland said to try and dispel. Hannah’s competitiveness.
“I’m aware,” Hannah said.
She was unbothered by the bets because the only thing she cared about was grabbing the first place in the race later.
Thinking Hannah was still worked up, Roland winked and hinted at Maloney to console her, but Maloney only smiled and let Hannah be.