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Niamh’s grand entrance drew too much attention, causing the passing staff members to glance over.
“Who is she? All this spectacle, but she doesn’t even look like a celebrity.”
One staff member craned their neck for a better look, but they only appeared disappointed and confused after recognizing Niamh’s face.
Another worker crossed their arms, scoffing, “She’s just this amateur racer the sponsors forced into the exhibition race Niamh Jones.”
The International Racing Championship’s exhibition race was not an official competition. However, the drivers featured during the opening ceremony were either Internationally renowned professionals, retired champions with major titles under their belts, or influential managers and team owners who had made significant contributions to the racing industry.
Only figures like that deserved a spot in the exhibition race to help build anticipation for the event. Niamh, however, had neither achievements nor fame.
When her name appeared on the list, other racers immediately asked, “Who’s this?”
A quick search turned up unexpected results that Niamh was nothing more than a minor Internet celebrity. Recently, she had gained massive online traction by posting videos of a five–year–old boy riding a motorcycle.
Of course, many viewers angrily reported the content. Yet, since her agency was a Fisher Corp subsidiary, and as the Fisher Corp CEO’s sister–in–law, she enjoyed their full protection. Complaints against her soon disappeared without a trace.
Just last week, a bombshell announcement sent shockwaves through the racing world–Fisher Corp’s CEO had poured a fortune into poaching every single engineer and mechanic who had once worked for Moonchaser Racing Club.
These elite professionals had traveled overseas, committing themselves exclusively to Niamh. The entire industry was left dumbfounded by Fisher Corp’s audacious move.
Niamh then hired a professional photography and styling team to craft her image. She planned to upload a vlog documenting her participation in the International Racing Championship, branding herself as a legitimate racer.
The moment that video went live, she was certain it would make her go viral! She knew her in exhibition race had sparked widespread controversy. But the way she saw it, all that backlash jealousy, and she thrived on their envy.
“Mr. Beau, look over here!” A photographer gestured toward Beau, who stood beside Niamh.
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He wore a black–and–white racing suit designed for children, along with a baseball cap perched low over his forehead. A pair of sunglasses rested on top of the cap.
However, Beau’s face was full of irritation. He merely asked, “Niamh, when are we going to see Luna?”
This morning, Niamh told Beau that she would take him to meet Luna. That was the only reason he eagerly followed her to the venue.
But once they arrived at the racetrack, Niamh suddenly claimed that he had to help her film a vlog first–only then could they go see Luna, Beau had held back his frustration as long as he could.
“Beau, at least try to look cute! You’re so handsome. If you just show your face on camera, you’ll definitely go viral.”
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To ensure her vlog had maximum Impact, Niamh had to include Beau in the video. This wasn’t just for content–it was a deliberate move to publicly showcase her close relationship with the young heir of Fisher Corp.
“I don’t want to be in a video!”
Beau raised his voice. “I want to see Luna! Take me to Luna right now!”
Niamh barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Luna was all Beau ever talked about. There were plenty of racers competing today–why was he obsessed with Luna?
He hadn’t even seen what Luna looked like, yet he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Even so, Niamh wasn’t worried. This time, she had the Moonchaser Racing Club’s engineers backing her.
With them on her team, there was no guarantee Luna would win today.
“Fine, fine! I’ll take you to Luna’s lounge!”
At that, Beau finally smiled and reached for Niamh’s hand. Trailing behind them was Niamh’s entire filming crew, documenting everything.
Of course, she had her own agenda for seeking out Luna. She wanted Luna to appear in her vlog as a mere background character.
Niamh might not have known what Luna looked like, but one thing was certain–a married woman who had given birth could never outshine an unmarried woman in her prime.
After arriving at the door labeled “Luna’s Private Lounge“, Niamh didn’t bother knocking. She pushed the door open without hesitation.
“Hello, Luna. I’m one of the competitors in today’s exhibition race. My name is Niamh Jones.”
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