Chapter 648 As soon as the words left his mouth, Jonah let out a mocking laugh. "Forget it. If you're too scared, just pretend I never said anything." It was obvious to everyone-Jonah had cprepared.
Monica frowned, trying to intervene. "No way, Wade. Don't let him get to you." She paused, then threatened, "If you say yes, I'm telling your aunt as soon as we get home." Curry chimed in, "Wade, Jonah's lost his mind, but that doesn't mean you have to go crazy with him." Townsend added, "If he's challenging you to race at Skysunder Ridge, you can bet he's planned this out. Don't just walk into a death trap." Everyone was trying to talk him down-everyone except Citrine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWade had to admit, their words made him hesitate. But the humiliation was burning in his chest-he couldn't swallow it down.
He shot back, anger flaring in his eyes, "Fine. A race it is. I'm not scared of you." Jonah's lips curled into a satisfied smile. "Tomorrow morning, eight o'clock. Skysunder Ridge. Don't be late." With that, Jonah strode off, his whole crew swaggering after him.
Once they were gone, Monica rounded on Wade. "Have you lost your mind? He picked Skysunder Ridge for a reason-he's ready for this. You racing him there is basically suicide!" "You know what kind of place Skysunder Ridge is. Don't tellyou've forgotten." She took a shaky breath, voice tight with frustration. "Have you forgotten what happened there all those years ago-the Skysunder Ridge Incident that made headlines everywhere?" Back then, two Crestwood racers, both stubborn as hell, had challenged each other to a duel at Skysunder Ridge. They'd practiced the course countless times, pushing themselves and their cars to the limit. The mountain road was treacherous, full of blind curves and sudden drops. Both men were desperate to win, flooring it all the way, until finally, both cars crashed in a fiery wreck. By the tthe families were notified, there was barely enough left to identify them.
Those guys had trained at Skysunder Ridge again and again and even they didn't make it out alive. Wade could count on one hand how many times he'd even driven there.
Monica's words brought the memory back in a rush, and everyone started pleading with Wade.
Curry said, "Wade, maybe you should back out. Skysunder Ridge isn't for thrill-seekers-it's a death sentence." Townsend, now deadly serious, agreed. "Yeah, man. Proving a point isn't worth your life. Don't do this just to save face." Even Stevenson, always the wild card, spoke up with uncharacteristic solemnity. "If something happens to you, everyone who cares about you will be devastated." fo
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWade shook his head, unmoved. "I can't back down. I already said m yes and I'm a racer. We don't run from a challenge." Monica snapped, losing her composure. "Wade, don't makeslap you! You only get one life, damn it!"
Wade's voice was firm. "Don't waste your breath. I've made up my mind." His eyes were distant-nothing anyone said was going to reach him now. Racing was his passion. He wanted to shine on his own terms.
He had to go through with this race.
The others looked at Wade-so stubborn, so unyielding and could only sigh. Then Stevenson spoke up suddenly. "Actually, there is a way to survive Skysunder Ridge." Monica and the rest spun toward him, eyes wide with hope and anxiety. "What is it?" they demanded.
Stevenson's face was dead serious. "You need to find the King of Skysunder Ridge."