The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 90 Something

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The sky hung heavy with dark, swirling clouds, casting an ominous shadow over the nearly empty streets. The lively hum of the racetrack in the eastern part of the city felt out of place amidst the stillness of the surroundings.

This track was one of the few in the country that hosted F1 races. It was only opened to the public during rallies or friendly competitions.

At the starting line, a few cars, their paint gleaming in the dim light, revved their engines, the sound like a challenge thrown into the air.

As the referee waved the flag, the cars shot forward with the ferocity of wild beasts breaking free.

Though they were here for a simple race, the track seemed to ignite something more primal, the competitive spirit between the men roaring to life.

The race grew more intense with each lap, the cars neck and neck, engines growling with effort.

After five laps, Nate's sleek black Aventador crossed the finish line first, followed closely by Zack, and finally Moses.

As the three stepped out of their cars, staff members rushed over, eager to check the vehicles for any signs of damage or wear.

Moses pulled off his helmet, his hair slightly disheveled, and grinned in frustration. "Damn it! Let's race again!"

The sting of losing burned in his chest.

Zack's lips curled into a smirk. "Doesn't matter how many times we race."

"Zack, that's a weak excuse. I was holding back before. If you've got the guts, let's go again," Moses shot back, watching as Zack walked away, his challenge still hanging in

the air.

Zack casually loosened the collar of his racing suit, his tone lazy. "Beating a rookie isn't exactly fun."

Moses, fuming, flipped Zack off behind his back before turning to find Nate standing nearby, holding his helmet in one hand, his gaze distant. "Nate, what's got you so distracted?"

Nate blinked, as if snapping back to the moment. "Wasn't there supposed to be rain tonight?"

"What?" Moses paused, his gaze drifting upward to the sky. "Who knows? Maybe the rain's not coming after all."

With that, Nate turned and walked away.

As Moses and Zack emerged from the locker room, they spotted Nate standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands casually tucked in his pockets, his eyes fixed on the distant sky as if lost in thought.

"You think Nate's got something on his mind?" Moses mused. "Why else would he be hoping for rain?"

Zack followed Moses' gaze, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "Maybe... he's just had a breakup?"

"Are you serious?" Moses scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. "He hasn't even been in a relationship. How could he have a breakup?"

Besides, with Nate's wealth, he could have any woman he wanted with just a snap of his fingers. The idea of him facing a breakup seemed absurd.

Zack stayed silent, the corners of his mouth lifting into a mysterious smile.

As they spoke, Nate suddenly broke the silence. "It's raining."

Moses and Zack exchanged a look, sensing a strange satisfaction in Nate's voice. Their eyes sparkled with mischief.

Something wasn't right.

"Didn't you notice anything odd at Celtis Estate?" Zack asked, his tone casual but tinged with curiosity.

Moses thought for a moment, his brow furrowing. "What's odd about it? Everything

was fine."

Zack clicked his tongue, genuinely impressed by Moses' obliviousness. "You're completely clueless."

Seeing the flicker of indignation in Moses' expression, Zack pressed on, "Since Celtis Estate was built, when has Nate ever gone back there voluntarily?"

Moses' eyes widened in sudden realization. "Wait... are you saying Nate... has a secret lover tucked away?" His eyes lit up with excitement as the idea took hold. "No way, I've got to check out Celtis Estate tonight."

Zack gave him a heavy pat on the shoulder, his voice laden with a touch of warning.

"Go ahead, man. I'll send flowers to your grave next year."

Moses opened his mouth, but words failed him.