His Untamed Savage Bride novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Lenore casually flicked up the brim of her cap with a gentle finger, her posture all easygoing defiance.

“Someone has signed their own death warrant; does it matter who it is?” she asked, her voice oozing the kind of confidence that only a real boss could pull off.

Lethe’s gaze caught the stern, striking figure behind Lenore, and he raised an eyebrow. “Your man?”

Silas’s eyes flicked to Lenore automatically.

Lenore’s lips twitched as she replied, “Just a friend.”

She hadn’t called him a mechanic again; maybe Lenore wasn’t completely heartless. A faint smile played on Silas’s lips, his eyes gleaming with deep, meaningful glint.

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Without another word, Lethe gracefully leaped off his bike and tossed the helmet to Lenore. “This ride’s yours for the day. Don’t forget that you promised to tweak another one for me later.”

The red motorcycle was emblazoned with fiery patterns, customized with a bold and flashy style where every part was precision and high–end. No car enthusiast could resist its allure.

Wayne rushed over, circling the bike with admiration. “Lenore, don’t tell me you’re the one who modified this.”

Before Lenore could respond, a commotion arose from the distance. “Place your bet. Ten to one against Lenore!” someone shouted, starting the betting. No one believed Lenore could win.

Carlos emerged, surrounded by a crowd, and his eyes also brightened as he saw the red motorcycle. “This is your ride?” he asked Lenore.

Lenore’s voice was indifferent as she said, “You didn’t say we couldn’t use our own bikes.”

Carlos hadn’t specified, but this motorcycle was the best modification he’d seen since he was a kid. He was instantly smitten with the bike.

A greedy glint flashed in his eyes, and he raised his chin. “You can use your own bike, but once it’s over, this one’s mine.” His arrogance and bravado were as if he had already won.

Lethe looked at him as if he were an idiot and laughed disdainfully. “Win first and then talk.” Lenore was transcendent when it came to bikes; she thought Carlos was a foolish human.

Carlos snorted coldly. “I won’t lose.”

He was determined. After a moment’s thought, his gaze fell on Silas, despite his trepidation. “This is a fair competition between me and Lenore, Mr. Faulkner. Being in your high position, I assume you’re not the type to use your power to bully others, right?”

Silas replied indifferently, “Do you deserve my attention?” His eyes were like a cold pond, and the faint smile on his lips fully displayed his arrogance and disdain.

Carlos’s face darkened. If Silas were to interfere, the race would be meaningless. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, “The Faulkner family…”

“Chuck,” Silas interrupted him, his voice clear and nonchalant. “30 million, betting on Lenore to win.”

The noisy surroundings fell silent at these words.

With a crack, Lethe broke her lollipop, her gaze shifting between Silas and Lenore. Then she narrowed her eyes as she realized something. “This guy is rich, huh?!”

“Absolutely.” Wayne appeared from somewhere, his charming eyes playful. “Beautiful, what’s your relationship with Lenore? Did she modify this motorcycle?”

Lethe glanced at him, smiling wickedly. “Intimate.”

Wayne thought to himself, ‘Are all of Lenore’s friends this wild?‘

Carlos was taken aback by the mention of 30 million. Then she narrowed his eyes with a forced smile. “Alright, Mr. Faulkner. You’re wealthy. I can’t say anything about that, so…”

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