Chapter 95
When Corona crossed the finish line, Elara remained in a daze
Her hands still gripped the steering wheel, and she struggled to process what had just happened for a moment.
“Lunal You won!“.
Elara turned her head in a daze. Her gaze landed on Theodore, who had removed his helmet.
His sharp, fox–like eyes gleamed with a triumphant light, and his smile was dazzling like scattered stars.
He reached out, gently removing Elara’s helmet. As he lifted it away, her dark, silky hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Elata tried to steady het breathing, her chest rising and falling from the intensity of the race. She looked up, meeting Theodore’s gaze–his jewel–toned eyes reflected only her.
“Luna, welcome back!” She was a treasure in Theodore’s eyes.
“You’ve always been the champion in my heart!” His tone was firm and unwavering
He was still high from the adrenaline rush, and his chest heaving. Even the temperature in the car was steadily
sing.
Elara studied him seriously and asked, “Ever since I saw Corona, I’ve had one question–how did you know I was Luna?”
Before she was recognized by the Jones family, she had gone by the Lloyd family name, and her racing license had always been registered under that name. She had thought she had hidden her identity as a racer well.
Theodore leaned his left shoulder lazily against the seat as the corners of his lips lifted into a grin, revealing his snow–white teeth.
“Because I was the one who founded Moonchaser Racing Club.”
Elara’s eyes widened in shock. “So, you were the one who recruited me into Moonchaser?”
“Mmm.” Theodore’s fox–like eyes narrowed slightly, his smile deepening.
Elara stared at him, momentarily lost. “You’re the reason I became Luna.”
Back then, she had one condition when she joined the club her identity had to remain a secret. No one could know her real name or what she looked like.
At the time, she was still unknown, and the racing world had very few female drivers. No one had been willing to invest in her.
However, the owner of Moonchaser Racing Club had extended a hand to her.
Elara had already achieved financial freedom through the stock market, but she poured everything she earned into racing that was how the unbeatable Corona was born
When she was young and reckless, she poured everything into her dreams. She loved every pursuit with unrestrained passion, believing that loving a person worked the same way–if she loved fiercely enough, she would receive love in return
Elara lowered her head. Her soft, dark hair cascaded like mist, veiling the emotions on her face.
“I’m sorry.”
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Chapter 5
“You don’t owe me anything, so there’s no need to apologize.” Theodore’s voice was calm. “Moonchaser Racing Club existed because of you. When you left, it ceased to exist.
“I chose you because I wanted to prove that my instincts were right- countless faces in the crowd.
were the most extraordinary among the
“It’s just that…” His words trailed off.
When he signed her retirement request, an overwhelming wave of emotion surged in his chest, leaving his heart feeling empty.
It was then that Theodore realized when he had been too young to understand love and longing, it was already too late by the time he recognized his own feelings.
From that moment on, he could only hide the moon deep within his heart.
A knock on the window interrupted the silence. Elara lifted her head and saw Harvey standing outside the car. She simply put the helmet back on.
As the window lowered, she remained seated in the driver’s seat. Her racing helmet was on, and the heavy racing suit concealed her figure.
Harvey’s gaze locked onto her like a predator sizing up its prey. His breathing had already steadied, but his heartbeat still pounded wildly in his chest.
It had been a long time since anyone had made his heart race like this. The surge of adrenaline pumped through his veins, making every blood vessel seem ready to burst.
Harvey took out a business card and scribbled down the address of the Fisher residence. He then held it out through the window.
“Ms. Luna, you may come to the Fisher residence anytime to claim your cars.”
Elara reached out, taking the card between two gloved fingers.
But the moment Harvey let go, the expensive, gold–embossed card slipped from her grasp, fluttering to the ground.
Dust now clung to Harvey’s name. A faint crease formed between his brows–no professional racer would fail to hold onto something as light as a business card.
Before he could dwell on it, a voice called out excitedly. Bean came running up, eyes shining with admiration as he stopped by Corona’s door.
His hands clasped together in front of him, and his tone was serious as he spoke.
“Hello, Luna! My name is Beau Fisher. I watched your race and I think you’re amazing! Can we be friends?”
