Chapter 378
Chapter 378: A part of her sensed that Allison was a significant player in this game, but she didnt believe she was the mastermind behind the Hackers World.
After all, everyone knew the founder was a man who had died years ago on the Burned Islands, allegedly murdered by the mafia.
At midnight, the Underground buzzed with luxury cars, their engines roaring in anticipation.
When Allison stepped into the hall, she noted that there was still about half an hour until the race would kick off.
Ms.
Clarke, youre not actually planning to race here, are you? Amya asked, bewildered.
After the thirty thousand had been deposited into her account, allowing her to settle some debts, she followed Allison on this errand.
Officially, she was now acting as her assistant, but who in their right mind would come here for a drag race? The venue was alive with elegantly dressed men and women, many of whom occasionally glanced in their direction.
It wasnt that Amya was exceptionally beautiful; it was simply the powerful aura that Allison radiated beside her.
Allison had transformed for the occasion, her vibrant red hair cascading down and her dazzling biker outfit hugging her curves, making her both striking and magnetic.
Of course, Im here to win the prize money and help you pay off your debts, Allison replied with a half-serious grin, her gaze drifting to a spot nearby.
By the way, Ill need you to do something for me later.
Amya sighed.
As long as its not illegal, Im in.
She wasnt particularly upright in her morals, understanding that every favor had its price.
Given that she had already received thirty thousand, it made sense for her to take on some tasks as an assistant.
However, she couldnt shake her curiosity about Allison.
These races can be really dangerous.
Usually, big names reveal their identities beforehand to avoid any issues, Amya said, recalling what she knew of the unspoken rules in the racing scene.
But Ms.
Clarke, youre racing anonymously, and youre fully covered up.
What happens if someone tries to mess with you? The crowd was a mixed bag, and Amya had always imagined that someone who operated a website would be more of a recluse, glued to a screen, rather than someone who craved the thrill of racing.
It felt like something straight out of a movie.novelbin
Watching the sleek racing cars zoom by at breakneck speed, Amya couldnt help but feel a twinge of fear.
Allison, on the other hand, appeared entirely fearless.
Racing anonymously is what makes it exciting, she replied confidently.
For someone like her, who had undergone extensive training, disguising herself was simple.
Unless someone was very familiar with her, they wouldnt recognize her.
As she placed her helmet on her head, she added, As for bullies, lets see if they have the guts to try anything.
Many high-profile racers flaunted their identities to assert their status, but for Allison, the thrill of racing was purely about passion.
Moreover, she had to gather some intel related to what Hoyt had mentioned.
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