Chapter 55: Want to Be My Dad’s Wife? 

Sean had never felt so utterly outclassed.She and Luna were on entirely different levels. It was total and utter defeat. 

Timmy, after observing Luna for a while, finally noticed Sean. Arms crossed, he puffed out his cheeks. 

“Sean’s so slow!Turtle speed!” 

Damon, still in his racing suit, sat watching Luna, his gaze intense. No one had ever held his 

tention like this, the thrill of the race captivating him completely. 

Luna finished first, signaling to Shane Shane directed someone to contact the race officials. 

The official’s voice boomed over the speakers, audible to Sean.“Ms. Sean, Luna has finished the race.As per your agreement, 

agreement, please dismount and run to the finish line.” 

Sean was a lap and a half behind–nearly five kilometers! 

She ignored the announcement, continuing to ride.She hadn’t realized the announcement was broadcast to the entire crowd.The crowd erupted. 

“Get off the bike! Get off the bike!” 

“You gotta own the bet!” 

“So sneaky!Thought you’d run less by riding longer, huh?” 

Sean’s friends in the stands felt mortified by her behavior. One of them contacted Sean via a private channel. 

“Sean! Stop! Everyone’s yelling at you!” 

Sean froze, removing her helmet to hear the wave of boos. 

“Sore loser, are ya?!” 

“Get off the bike!” 

“Got the guts to challenge Luna, but not to admit defeat?!” 

Sean’s face turned the color of a beet.She’d been hoping to minimize her running distance by riding a little longer.Running the entire distance would be humiliating. But the bet was public knowledge.She’d be ridiculed if she didn’t run. 

“Damn it!“She threw her helmet to the ground.She contacted race control. Luna’s bike was better; that’s why I lost!” 

Her friend pleaded, “Just admit defeat, Sean. What’s the big deal about running a bit?You lost to a legendary racer; it’s not shameful!” 

Four kilometers remained.She refused to be humiliated She pushed her bike forward, her breathing ragged, the weight of the bike, and the shame, overwhelming her. Luna dismounted, only to see Damon and Timmy approaching. 

Timmy rushed to her. ‘Luna! You’re amazing! Do you have kids? Would it be awesome to be your kid?!“His eyes 

shone with adoration.“If I were your kid, I’d be the happiest kid ever! Luna, my dad’s a huge CEO.Want to be my dad’s wife?” 

Luna looked at Timmy through her helmet.He’d never looked at her with such admiration. 

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“Pick up your car at Blackwood within three days,” Damon stated, his gaze intense.“If you don’t collect it personally, the bet is off.” 

Luna smirked, suppressing her laughter. Her ex–husband remained as domineering as ever. “The Black Hole, the Bugatti Bolide, and the Aston Martin Valkyrie,” she stated in English, naming the three most expensive cars in hist garage. 

Damon’s eyes narrowed. “How did you know I had the Bolide and the Valkyrie?!” Luna, unfazed, replied, “Mr. Blackwood, you built the Black Hole, a masterpiece of engineering. You must be a true car enthusiast.I just assumed those other high–performance Cats 

ts would also be in your collection.Would 

collection. Would you part with them?” 

Damon’s gaze locked on her.“You know me very well.“He had a strange feeling that he knew her.He wanted to see her face. 

“You can collect your cars anytime in three days.” He wanted a private meeting. Luna was undeterred.“May I have the Black Hole’s keys now, Mr. Blackwood?“Her voice, slightly different, did not hide English–speaking 

her intention. 

Damon tossed her the keys. The keys arced through the air, landing perfectly in her hand.If Willow were still alive, she would appreciate Luna racing the Black Hole. Shane joined Luna and Damon.Damon’s brow furrowed at the sight. 

Luna handed Shane the keys. “Send the Black Hole to the junkyard.” 

She addressed Damon directly, ‘Scrap it and sell the parts.” 

The Black Hole was more expensive than the Solar Flare, but lacked the fame; no collector would buy it.Scrappage was the most lucrative option. 

Ice filled Damon’s gaze.“You want to destroy the Black Hole?” 

“Mr. Blackwood, winner takes all!” Luna and Shane said in unison.Luna was startled; was her mental link with her co–pilot still active? 

Damon’s jaw tightened. He wanted to throttle Shane.Shane, ever the charmer, turned to hist assistant. The assistant presented Damon with a bucket and cloths. 

“Mr. Blackwood, for washing the Solar Flare.” 

The assistant quickly retreated. 

Damon smirked. “Gladly, I’ll service the Solar Flare.” 

“Who said you were washing the Solar Flare?“Luna and Shane spoke again simultaneously, exchanging glances. 

Damon took a deep breath. Something about Shane’s presence infuriated him.