Chapter 810

There were few cars on the road, and Elizabeth and Alexander's speed skyrocketed. The two cars raced wildly, neither willing to yield to the other. At the turn, tires screeched against the pavement, the braking sound extremely harsh. After the turn, Elizabeth and Alexander floored the gas pedal again.

Elizabeth glanced at Alexander's car and smirked. Not bad; Alexander was keeping up with her. She had thought Alexander's driving skills weren't that great. Alexander's car was glued to Elizabeth's, not overtaking but not falling behind either.

The green light ahead counted down from three seconds. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and accelerated again, using the red light to block Alexander's car behind her. Alexander slammed on the brakes. He looked at the dark purple Pagani in front of him. Elizabeth stuck her hand out of the window, first giving a thumbs-up, then slowly turning it downwards. She was taunting Alexander. Alexander gritted his teeth and slapped the steering wheel. So arrogant? Fine. Sixty seconds, enough to block Alexander directly.

Elizabeth turned on the car music and cranked up the volume. She enjoyed the lonely night of racing and music by herself. But a few seconds later, a car honked and overtook her. Elizabeth paused; it was Alexander's car! Alexander glanced back, mimicking Elizabeth's earlier gesture, giving a thumbs-up but not turning it down. Did she really think he would wait for the sixty-second red light?

Elizabeth drove up. The two cars were side by side, and both rolled down their windows.

“You ran a red light?” Elizabeth mocked. “You want to win that badly?”

“Weaklings run red lights.”

Elizabeth squinted. Really?

Alexander explained, “I just made a right turn, Elizabeth. You still have a lot to learn.”

Elizabeth’s face darkened. How did she forget about the convenient right turn? Alexander really showed off.

“You lost. No more racing,” Elizabeth shouted at him.

“Elizabeth. You’re good at racing,” Alexander asked her.

“What?” Elizabeth didn’t want to answer, pretending not to hear.

Alexander knew her little trick, sneered, and said nothing. Elizabeth knew he got the hint and drove away satisfied. All the way to the center of Lisbun.

In front of a bar, Elizabeth leaned against her car, eating candy and waiting for Alexander. He would definitely come. He wouldn’t miss the chance to talk to her. Sure enough, within three minutes, Alexander’s car pulled up.

Elizabeth looked at Alexander in the car, smirking with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. Alexander was silent; he had lost, completely. Elizabeth had him pegged; he would definitely follow. Alexander’s car stopped next to Elizabeth’s, and he got out. He mimicked Elizabeth, leaning against the front of his car.

“What are you doing at FutureTradeHub?” Elizabeth asked knowingly.

Alexander, hands in his pockets, lazily looked at Elizabeth. “Curious about my whereabouts?”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Elizabeth sneered. “I have no interest in your crap. Just reminding you, it’s not a good place.”

“I’m not a good person either,” he replied.

Elizabeth sneered, indeed. She didn’t argue. Alexander looked at the bar. Inside, the lights were dazzling.

Alexander asked, “Want a drink?”

Elizabeth glanced inside and said flatly, “With you? I can’t stomach…”

Alexander clicked his tongue, “Elizabeth. We did sha…”