NovelGoldChapter 64:
Allen’s smile faltered for a moment.
His brow furrowed as he quickly stepped back to shield Belinda and Madisyn. “Do you... bear any ill will toward
Mr. Cox and Miss Miller?”
Madisyn let out a scoff. “It’s far more serious than just that! Belinda and they...”
“Mr. Wilde.”
She was interrupted mid-sentence as Kristopher, with Cathy in tow, approached from the opposite direction.
He greeted Allen with a polite yet cool nod before turning his attention to Madisyn and Belinda. “What brings you
here?”
“Why can you be here, but not us?”
Cornered, Madisyn rolled her eyes and strode forward, arms folded, positioning her tall, slim figure between
Belinda and Kristopher. “You don’t own this place, do you?”
Kristopher ignored Madisyn'’s biting tone and shifted his focus to Belinda, his expression neutral. “You know how
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to race?”
Belinda hadn’t intended to engage with Kristopher at all.
As he spoke, she was already reaching behind Madisyn to tug at her sleeve, eager to make a quick exit.
However, the disdain and contempt in his voice were unmistakable and caught her attention.
Belinda shot Kristopher a frosty look. “I picked it up a long tago.”
Kristopher raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? They have racetracks out in the countryside?”
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Belinda’s sneer was sharp. “What, because I'm from the countryside, | must be a simpleton, huh?”
“I'm just curious, that’s all.”
“Mr. Cox, perhaps you should invest your energy in more worthwhile pursuits rather than prying into other
people’s lives.”
As Belinda and Kristopher sparred verbally, Allen’s eyes widened. “Do you two... know each other?”
Kristopher, who had been pampered all his life, was unaccustomed to being spoken to so bluntly. Yet here was
Belinda, not only standing up to him but bombarding him with words!
What struck Allen the most was the lack of anger on Kristopher’s stoic face. He seemed completely unfazed.
Who was this Belinda, brave enough to challenge Kristopher?
Belinda stated flatly, “Mr. Cox and | were friends once, but that’s all in the past. So, no, we don’t really know
each other anymore.”
After dropping that comment, Belinda turned around and strolled back to her race car, casually checking in with
the maintenance team about her car’s condition.
Even with her back to him, she could still feel Kristopher’s icy stare.
“Miss Nelson,” called Cathy's clear and gentle voice, just as Belinda was questioning the crew about the engine.
“Despite your previous disagreements with Kristopher, that’s all history now. There's no need to dwell on those
memories.”
Belinda shot Cathy a baffled look, as though she were staring at someone out of her mind. She then settled back
into her race car seat, resuming her conversation with the crew.
As she listened, she stole a glance at Kristopher and Cathy, noting their proximity.
She observed keenly that Cathy had always addressed her simply as Belinda in the past. This time, however, she
had used “Miss Nelson.”
Did this signify the final nail in the coffin for her relationship with Kristopher?
The thought spurred her to press the accelerator, planning a few celebratory laps once the maintenance check
was complete.
“Cathy,” Kristopher said, catching Belinda already nestled in her car.
He turned to Cathy. “How about you? Want to take a few laps too?”
“Miss Miller, you can drive a race car?”
Madisyn taunted, her penchant for betting rekindling. “Why not challenge Belinda? I'll place a bet with Mr. Cox.”
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