His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 233: Lucas Hill Wronged Her

Chapter 233: Chapter 233: Lucas Hill Wronged Her

Chapter 233

Cherry Foster had come to watch the race without telling her.

Before, she would tell her about every activity.

And this time, if it hadn’t been for Aria Taylor who dragged her here, she wouldn’t have known about this race.

The two found seats towards the back and waited quietly for the race to begin.

While waiting, Raine Nolan sent the photos she had just taken to Rosalind Taylor.

The photos were of Chloe Collins and several racing team members together.

[Mom, look, how does she know these people?]

Meanwhile, Robert Foster was making a call.

The other party was Layla Lowell.

"Hurry up and come over, the race is about to start."

Layla Lowell’s anxious voice came through, "Let me first give the gift to Charles Carrington, then I will be right there!"

"Charles, Charles Carrington... so you like Charles Carrington."

"Beep beep beep..."

The busy signal came through the phone.

Robert Foster smiled and then called Chloe Collins.

She rejected the call and sent him a system rejection message: Hello, I am busy now, please contact me via message, I will call you back later.

"Where on earth did she go, missing such a good race," he muttered to himself and put down the phone.

"Fourth Brother, you should eat something too, it’s so delicious." Cherry Foster handed him a piece of plum candy.

Robert Foster opened his mouth unconsciously, but the candy was suddenly taken away by Anders Spence and put directly into his own mouth.

"Cherry can only feed me." The color in his eyes darkened.

Robert Foster’s face showed disgust, "So eager to become my brother-in-law, you should first learn how to please me."

"Fourth Brother, don’t listen to his nonsense." Cherry Foster’s face turned a little red, then she quickly changed the subject, "Oh, by the way, Fourth Brother, I heard something about you today. Someone said they saw you fighting in Springvale near the school, and... it was because of a girl, is that true?"

Anders Spence glanced over, "Saving the beauty?"

Mentioning this, Robert Foster’s eyes darkened again, "Just teaching a scumbag a lesson, you guys don’t need to know, just watch the race."

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At the same time, in Lucas Hill’s break room.

The white and red racing suits hung on the rack, next to which were the matching gloves, helmets, and other accessories.

Inside the changing room, a slender hand casually hung a school uniform next to it, then took off the racing suit and quickly put it on.

In a short while, Chloe Collins emerged from the changing room and checked herself in the mirror.

First, her hair.

Because it was long and thick, the hairnet was a bit too small. But she was already very skilled and quickly got it sorted.

In an instant, the long-haired girl in the mirror turned into a handsome and imposing comic-style handsome young man.

She took a black mask and put it on.

"Sorry to bother you," a soft, apologetic voice came from the side.

The camera panned to see a man sitting on a black couch.

He was about Chloe Collins’ height, with a more delicate and slender appearance.

Chloe Collins stared at the mirror and continued adjusting her clothes, speaking indifferently, "If you really feel sorry, why not let you take over now?"

The man gave a bitter smile, stood up and said, "Don’t scare me. If I go out now, I would be instantly defeated by Charles Carrington. It was you who defeated him in the past, not me."

Chloe Collins gave a faint smile, lowered her head to adjust her collar, and did not respond.

The man sighed, "If it weren’t for that accident back then, I wouldn’t have had to trouble you like this. At that time, I just asked you to help me win a competition and gain a spot in the next round, never expecting that you would play the entire competition on my behalf. You did exceptionally well and let me, Lucas Hill, take all the honors. I really feel guilty for it."