When I Was A Wallflower

Chapter 66

“Dash?” A hint of anger filled Elyse’s eyes.

Chris ran past me without even acknowledging me just for Dash? She was upset that Dash took her limelight. She was supposed to be the best female racer. I’m a big star and the best female racer around, and yet Dash still gets all the attention! She was incensed, but she knew better than to insult the idol of all racers. Holding down her anger, she tugged on Leo’s sleeve. “We should take a look.”

She, too, had never seen Dash before. However, she didn’t come here for Dash and couldn’t care less who that woman was. The only reason she wanted to take a look was so the other racers wouldn’t think she was disrespectful.

Chris was the first to step onto the track. He could see a yellow race car slowly appear in the distance, and within that car was Julia. She was in a striped racer suit, her face gleaming like ivory.

Unlike Elyse, Julia had a more dominant air about her. She was handsome and sitting beside her was someone with the same outfit. She was wearing a helmet, so all everyone saw was a slender figure.

Chris came darting out to the driveway out of the blue, and Julia had to slam on the brakes to avoid running over him. It was a dangerous act on his part, but he couldn’t be bothered and quickly opened the passenger door.

Finally, the figure beside Julia slowly took off her helmet. When everyone noticed who she was, someone let out a sneer, and Chris’ smile froze. “What stunt are you pulling, Julia?”

Elyse and Leo were approaching the car. They, too, froze when they saw who the woman was. “Amelie?”

Another racer by the name of Joseph pouted. “What’s the meaning of this, Julia? We want Dash, not… whoever this is.” He recognized Amelie. During the few times he visited the Alston Residence, he saw her, though her presence was barely noticeable.

“I thought you said you’d bring Dash.” Chris was positively upset.

Four years. For four years, Chris had been waiting to see Dash. She took first place in a competition years ago. and was one whole lap faster than the one who got second place. Since then, all racers fell in love with her, and Dash became the idol of every racer in the industry.

She made a miracle drift during that competition, and even after four years, nobody could replicate or counter it. Even after her disappearance, her short stint was still the talk of the town. The one who lost to her in that competition and took second place was none other than Chris himself.

Even now, there were still racers and fans of racing claiming that Chris only took the championship because Dash wasn’t around. If she were to come back, he would be nothing but a runner-up. He wanted to challenge that claim, so he took part in this small-time event even though he wouldn’t give it a second of his time on most days. He wanted to compete with Dash.

However, now all he saw was Amelie. He knew who she was. Despite his aloof and arrogant attitude, he knew about Amelie since he was close with his cousin, though he wouldn’t spend any time to find out more about her. He couldn’t even bother to spare his time looking down on her. Naturally, he wouldn’t think she was Dash.

Julia scanned the crowd. She was about to announce to everyone that Amelie was indeed Dash, but then she spotted the couple among the crowd. A smirk formed on her face as she thought in contempt, Heh. These idiots even came here to show off their relationship, huh?

Right at that moment, she changed her mind and decided not to tell anyone that her friend was Dash. Instead, she came up with a little prank and smiled at Chris. “It doesn’t matter What matters is that this

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Chris chortled. Who cares if she’s a professional racer? She’s nothing compared to Dash.

Everyone else was disappointed that Dash didn’t show up, but at least they had Boreas’ performance to look forward to. Most of them weren’t even his match, but now they could challenge him.

“So? We can’t just let any random racer in.” Most people didn’t hold high opinions of female racers, to begin with, and they didn’t think the delicate-looking Amelie could even race.

Some people even thought that driving alone was impossible for her. The professional racers present refused to let an amateur like her drive around.

Regardless, they couldn’t simply bar Amelie from participating in the race, as Julia was somewhat well- known in the racing industry. Considering her fame, they figured any argument with her would lead to unfavorable results. In the end, everyone decided on a selection match. They hoped they could kick out Amelie through the selection match. Even Julia couldn’t argue with the results of a fair race.

Julia looked at her friend, and everyone turned their attention to Amelie as well. They hoped she would give up and skip the selection match altogether. If she refused to, someone would have to race her, and these rich kids were too proud to stoop to that level. Racing an inexperienced driver was embarrassing, no matter what the results were.

Amelie, however, kept quiet. Julia got the message and tapped on her steering wheel. “Sure.”

As Amelie refused to give up, they had no choice but to hold the selection race. It was upsetting, but they couldn’t do much about it. All they could do was throw scornful looks at Amelie as they cursed in their heads, Man, what a waste of time racing this amateur.

Julia and Amelie ignored their frustration. Julia hopped off the car and drew her lot along with the other

racers.

Chris and Elyse were exempted from the selection match. They were pros among pros, after all.

Amelie sat in her car quietly. She saw her ex-husband and his new girlfriend, but she didn’t give them a moment of her time.

She couldn’t help but be amazed at how her mind worked sometimes. Before the divorce, she loved Leo with all her heart. Even one single smile from him would delight her for hours. Back when she knew Elyse was coming back, she spent a fortnight agonizing over that. Her heart was torn asunder, her soul split into pieces, and anxiety took over her. She lost sleep and had nightmares over that matter. Every time she imagined Leo making out with Elyse, it would destroy her.

However, now that they were divorced, she didn’t even mind the couple being lovey-dovey right in front of her. In fact, she didn’t even want to look at them.

On the other hand, Leo was staring at Amelie intently. Even though Elyse tried to snap him out of it a few times, he still ignored her. It was surprising to see his ex-wife here. Is she here to race? I’ve seen her drive, but I know she can’t race. Racing is a sport that requires talent and money, and she has neither.

“I think… I think Miss Dillon came just to spite us. Me, in particular.” Elyse felt humiliated. He’d rather stare at her than me! That thought irked her, but she couldn’t throw a tantrum. Instead, she whispered, “Let me see if I can talk her out of it.” With that, she approached Amelie.

Amelie was scrolling through her phone, making preparations for her upcoming match. Racing was not just a matter of driving. She needed to know the wind direction, temperature, humidity, and the track condition down to the smallest pebble. One miscalculation could end up causing a fatal accident. This was supposed to be Julia’s job, but since she wasn’t here, Amelie did it for her. As she was occupied with her task, she didn’t even notice that Elyse was nearing her.

it wasn’t the first time Amelie ignored her, but it still got on Elyse’s nerves, and she clenched her fists. Nobody’s looking at me. I don’t have to keep the act up. With that thought in mind, she wore a contemptuous look as she sneered, “You showed up at the hospital, and now you’re here at the racetrack. You just don’t know when to quit, huh? You still think you can get back with Leo, don’t you?”

Can’t she see I’m busy here? Annoyed by the comment, Amelie frowned and waved her hand like she was swatting a fly away. Is that her way of saying that I’m nothing but a fly that’s disturbing her?! How dare she!