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Chapter 939
Could the Reyes family really have such terrible luck? It seemed like some shady business was going on.
"Reyes, are you messing around behind the scenes because you know you're going to lose?!" Adrian couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted angrily. The young men of the Reyes family were also fuming.
Shameless! Absolutely shameless! There had to be something fishy here! Otherwise, why would their family's young miss always end up at the back?
"Do you think you're even worthy of playing tricks?" Luke's eyes, small as mung beans, narrowed even further as he spoke. He let out a cold laugh in his heart. Yes, he had tampered with the results, but so what? Who told them to have connections at Racing Club 257? If the Reyes family was capable, they should find their own backers in Racing Club 257.
The Jones family's team was basking in their arrogance. "Yeah, do you Reyes family even measure up?" "What's the matter, can't handle a loss? Starting to slander others because you're losing?" "Just admit defeat. Honestly, competing with you is no fun at all; you're just too weak."
"Shut the hell up!" The scene was chaotic, completely out of control.
Flora watched all this unfold, her eyelids half-lowered, a slight smirk on her lips. Mocking. She thought the Jones family had some sort of strategy, but it turned out to be nothing special. Boring. Playing dirty. She had never lost at that game. Flora was about to stand up, dusting off her sleeves, when a hand held her back. Turning her head, she met Connor's gaze.
"Let me handle it."
"No need, I can manage." Flora's tone was calm.
"I know our Flora is amazing, but can you give me a chance to show what I can do?" Connor said with a helpless smile, lightly tapping her head. With him around, the young lady didn't need to lift a finger. He didn't want these troubles to disturb her.
Flora squinted at him, and after a brief moment, she sat back down. "Alright then." With Connor there, she could afford to be a bit lazy for a while.
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"Go find out what's happening," Joe
said, his brow furrowed in frustration as he addressed his assistant. He wanted to see who dared to pull such stunts under his watch. After a moment's thought, he stood up. "Never mind, I'll go myself
The assistant hurriedly followed.
...
Joe arrived backstage just as he bumped into Moss. "Joe." Moss nodded in greeting. Polite as always. When Connor first arrived at Lone Island Joe was one of the few who showed him kindness, and they remembered that.
"Moss?" Seeing Moss, Joe was initially surprised, but then quickly understood why he was there. "Did Connor send you?"
Moss nodded. "Joe, the boss wanted me to tell you that Racing Club 257 needs to be properly managed. If you can't handle it, he doesn't mind stepping in."
Joe: "..." That was just like Connor, always so bold. Truly a match made in heaven with that one. But he was doing it for her, which was commendable.
"President." Just then, the assistant came over. He glanced at Moss, hesitation on his face. Unsure if he should speak. "Go on," Joe gestured.
The assistant then revealed the
truth. It was indeed the Jones family behind the mischief. Zachary's brother worked backstage at Racing Club 257, overseeing the draw, and he ha rigged the system. No matter how many times the Reyes family drew, Flora would always end up at the back. They were set up to lose.
Joe's expression darkened immediately; it was indeed the Jones family's doing. Playing tricks right under his nose?