In recent days, when Charles tried to ask Harold out, he always failed.
Charles looked at Harold's subordinates and asked, "What has your Mr. Harold been doing recently?
He was always nowhere to be seen! He didn't come back to the Capital even at the new term, nor did
he play chess with my grandpa in K City. He didn't even ask me out for a drink. How weird! "
"Mr. Harold has been to the Dragon Racing Club recently!" A subordinate replied.
"Dragon Racing Club? Is it that racing club? " He asked curiously.
"Yes."
Charles rubbed his chin and said, "Grandpa and Harold have invested the club. How is Wendy doing in
it? How could she be a racing driver? "
The subordinate smiled mysteriously. "Well, Mr. Charles, you'll know when you see her!"
"Well, I'm quite interested!" With his chin raised, Charles said, "let's go!"
"Okay, Mr. Charles, please follow me!" The subordinate drove Charles to the Dragon Racing Club.
As soon as he entered the club, he saw a crowd gathering over there. He asked curiously, "what are
they doing?"
"Ha, maybe they are watching Miss Wendy!" The subordinate laughed.
"Why are they watching her?" The more the subordinate talked about it, the more mysterious it was,
which made Charles itch to approach the crowd more quickly.
People surrounded the screen full of excitement, some of them even shouted, "Oh, my God! This must
be the limit! Can she break the record again? "
"I bet Wendy must be the first place. If not, I will invite you all a dinner!" A coach shouted excitedly.
"Well, it seems that you are deliberately unwilling to invite everyone to dinner! Wendy is new here. We
should treat her well! You should say you treat us to dinner if she is the champion! " Someone teased.
The coach waved his hand and smiled, "If Wendy win the championship, it will be the manager's treat!"
"You are right. Manager's treat!"
"Dinner, dinner!" The others echoed.
Ken waved his hand and said, "Okay, no matter whether Wendy will win the championship or not, it's
on me!"
"Yeah! hooray! Ken is so gorgeous! "
Noticing that everyone was in a firm tone, Charles hastily looked at the screen and asked, "Which one
is Wendy?"
"Oh, she is...what? Who, who are you? " Hearing an unfamiliar voice, everyone turned around.
Ken recognized Charles and said happily, "Mr. Charles! Welcome! Why do you have time to come to
the club? "
"I heard that Wendy is training here, so I came to have a look! I just heard what you said. Wendy is
really something? "
"Yes! A talented competitor! She is talented and hardworking! " One of the stuff said.
Charles turned his head to look at the screen. He pulled out a chair and sat on it, looking at Wendy
curiously.
Noticing that Charles didn't say a word, the rest of them started to work.
The subordinate went up to the top of an office building in the club. Looking at Harold, who was
enjoying the sun in the sun, he said in a low voice, "Mr. Harold, Mr. Charles is also here."
"Ok." Harold wasn't interested in whether Charles would come or not.
While he was on the top of the building, he could take a panoramic view of the race track of the club.
He found it interesting to see the kart where Wendy stayed making a series of records.
In the last lap, Wendy was sure to get the first place, and Jack was the second.
He had lost to Wendy these days and never won for once.
Usually, Jack would be devastated. But after the coach had a good talk with him, he adjusted his state
of mind in time and kept up with Wendy.
They drove back to the garage first. Wendy took off her helmet and looked at Jack. "Not bad. It's better
now."
During the past few days, Wendy was updating her records, and Jack was updating his best personal
record, too.
At this time, Jack was not as cold and disgusted as before. He walked over sincerely to Wendy and
asked her questions about the operation.
And Wendy didn't hide her skills, she talked about her thoughts with Jack. After all, it's about the feeling
of touch of one's own. If one wanted to know the exact feeling, one needed to keep training.
"Hey! I haven't seen you for a few days. You has changed so much. Where is the girl who is always
sniveling?" A familiar voice came to Wendy's ears.
Wendy turned around and smiled, "Why are you here?"
"I'm leaving now. I'll go find the coach." Jack knew Charles, but he didn't know him well. So he turned
around and left some private space for them.
"I come to see you! Good ah. You did a good job! Have you really not learned how to drive? " Charles
looked at Wendy up and down.
Wendy rolled her eyes and bantered, "How do you know that I haven't learned how to drive before?"
"Harold has investigated you. It says that you've been suffering from carsickness since you were a
child and that you haven't learned how to drive." Charles merely told everything to Wendy.
She looked down and chuckled. What a fool! Words were so easy to get.
Seeing Wendy smiling, Charles still didn't realize what he had just said.
'As expected, Harold is doubting my identity, ' Wendy thought.
She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and said directly, "I know you must have thoroughly
investigated Derek, and I want you to help me!"
Raising his eyebrows, Charles asked, "What is it? What kind of help? I'm a warm-hearted person. I will
try my best to help you if I can! "
Wendy looked deeply into the eyes of Charles and said: "I want to see the information about Derek!"
"Well, well..." After thinking for a while, Charles snapped his fingers and said, "No problem. Wait here.
I'll ask someone to bring it here right now!"
"Thank you!"
"Not at all. It's just a piece of cake." He waved his hand and called his assistant to make arrangement.
A subordinate of Harold staying with him received the phone call about it. He bent over and reported it
that Charles was going to show the documents to Wendy, "Mr. Harold, can I show this information to
Miss Wendy?"
"It doesn't matter." Harold squinted at the distant forest. He was also curious about what Wendy want to
know from Derek's information.
Soon a man in black walked in front of Charles with the documents, "Mr. Charles, here's the information
you want!"
"Here you are!" Charles then took the papers from the man's hand and handed them to Wendy.
"Thank you." Wendy opened the file quickly and there was Derek's photo on the first page.
Her fingers moved swiftly over the papers, her eyes sweeping rapidly.
She took less than five seconds to finish the first page. She quickly turned to the second one. When
she saw the photos on the document, Wendy's breath hitched and her fingers couldn't help
trembling.
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