SIGNING IN: BEING SHOWERED BY HEAVENLY BLESSINGS FOR FIVE YEARS
Chapter 690 - 688: ZOOM CLUB 7

Chapter 690: Chapter 688: ZOOM CLUB 7

Diamond smiled at Wyatt reassuringly as she patted his shoulder and answered, "I am sure. Besides, when will we get to race against each other?"

"But ..... racing Razor might not be a good choice. Who knows what he is planning by pointing at you?"

{Mother, Wyatt is right. I just looked into Razor and he was a bastard. He came here to target you. I don’t think it wise to race him!}

When Diamond heard Andrea reporting that, a sly smile tugged on her lips, becoming more interested in racing this individual.

She wasn’t one to avoid problems when they came knocking at her door. Since he came for her, he wouldn’t let her be just because she was unwilling.

Besides, even if she rejects Razor, who knows if there are other people like him who came for her?

So, it was better to focus on the leader and deal with him seriously to deter any other attacks that might come her way.

"I will race him. For my face as well as the club’s. Just trust me. I have a thousand tricks to deal with troublemakers!"

When the club members heard that, they were filled with mixed emotions. They wanted to trust her and leave her to, it but they weren’t sure about her abilities. They didn’t want to lose this race or face, but this was Diamond they were talking about.

In the end, Kevin sighed as he looked at Raize and nodded his head, giving the green light. When Raize saw that, she felt conflicted, but she had nothing more to say or do to convince them otherwise.

Besides, if Diamond won the race, then the honor of the club would be preserved. If she loses .... She didn’t even want to think about it.

"If you are confident, then go ahead and do it," Raize smiled as she agreed to Diamond’s demands. "When do you want to do the trial race? Should we do it now before the official races start?"

When that question was posed, all eyes were on Diamond and Wyatt.

Diamond looked at Wyatt for confirmation and he nodded at her, saying, "let’s do it now before it’s hectic. We can both rest before having other races later!"

Diamond nodded in agreement when she heard that.

"Sure, let’s do it now. I am done eating anyway." The sooner she was done with that, the sooner she would be able to go home.

She had to return home early. At the weekend, there was going to be a family outing. Besides, she wanted to celebrate her first system anniversary, somehow.

Once that was confirmed, those with fast fingers quickly typed in the groups and the news was spread throughout the racecourse.

By the time Wyatt and Diamond made their way to the parking lot where they parked their cars, everyone knew that the first race of the day was about to be had.

They were quite excited.

***

Meanwhile, in a certain area, a group of young men being served by skimpily dressed women were scowling and snorting after hearing that piece of news.

"Razor, what do you think she is planning to do?"

"Who cares what she wants to do?"

"It’s a good opportunity. We can check her skills. I don’t think that she is that good!"

"Let’s just squash her today and teach her to be low key. How dare she flaunt recklessly in front of us like that?"

Razor snickered as he listened to that. He found Diamond’s action really laughable. Just because she made some money and saw herself as an influencer and socialite, she thinks that she is omnipotent. No wonder why she was busy making enemies left and right.

He just needed to put her in place and get his money. As for the rest, it didn’t matter.

***

At the same time, watching from the stands was another group of simply dressed young men and women.

"Lon, who do you think is going to win?" a young man dressed in a red shirt asked teasingly as he watched his friend whose focus was on the large screen currently broadcasting Diamond and Wyatt, who had just arrived at their respective cars.

Waylon shifted his focus from the screen and looked at his friend Sean with an annoyed look and asked, "Who knows?"

Sean clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes at Waylon before looking at his other friend and asking the same question, "Luke, who do you think will win?"

Luke, the person in question, looked at Sean, who always sought trouble and his head started aching.

How could someone so annoying be the person his sister was so obsessed with? As a friend, he didn’t see what was so special about Sean except for his annoyingness and blabbermouth.

Unfortunately, they were stuck for life since they had been friends since they were children.

How was he supposed to know who would win in this case?

He was never interested in such games before. If it wasn’t for Sean dragging them here, he would be busy dealing with some work right now.

However, as he was about to respond and fend him away, someone else beat him to it.

"Brother Sean, why are you asking the obvious? Wyatt will surely win! How can Diamond win? It’s not something that you win just because you have a pretty face or a good car!" Luke’s younger sister, the one who was so head over heels with Sean, responded, disdain for Diamond laced in her tone.

Her response took a lot of them back, as they didn’t expect her to say something so rude.

Waylon’s gaze deepened as he looked at Sophia, and he didn’t seem pleased.

Mercy, who was sitting next to him, looked at Waylon’s dark expression and dug her nails into her palms, drawing blood, but her expression didn’t seem to express that way.

The others, completely unaware of that, concentrated on Sophia’s unfiltered mouth and it was Sean who exploded first and berated her. "You need to learn what to say and what not to say. You are also a woman. How could you say something like that?"

He was irritated by Sophia’s words, to be honest. And to think that Sophia was being petty and doing that to a person who didn’t even know her simply because he .... Why couldn’t she give up and learn?

Unfortunately, Sophia was a hard nut to crack. Once she was berated, her expression became droopy, and she looked at Sean with a wronged expression, as if she had been bullied.