Chapter 119: Is This the Power of Money?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Is This the Power of Money?

Rian raised her wine glass in acknowledgment.

Jason looked down at the track with keen interest. "Anyone want to go for a lap?"

Wyatt raised a hand. He had always been interested in this kind of sport, so naturally, he wouldn’t miss out.

Zane pushed Evan forward to join the fun, and seeing this, Ulysses quickly followed suit, declaring he wanted in on a race too.

Wyatt signaled his subordinates to make the arrangements. "Rian, why don’t you go pick a car from my garage?"

The others all had their own cars stored here, but it was Rian’s first time visiting.

Rian checked the messages on her phone. "No need. My butler is delivering a car for me."

Hearing this, Jason leaned closer. "Rian, what kind of car?"

Rian shook her head. "I don’t know which one he drove over. I have quite a few."

Jason sighed dramatically, tilting his head up to the sky in faux despair. He wondered if this was the true power of wealth.

Since they were just racing for fun, none of them bothered to change into professional racing suits. Upon receiving a text, Rian stood up to fetch her car. Jason followed closely behind, declaring he wanted to be the first to see her beloved ride.

Rian took the car keys from Uncle Forrest and turned to look at Jason, who was already staring blankly in shock. She waved a hand in front of his face. "Earth to Jason."

Jason gulped. With a trembling finger, he pointed at the vehicle. "R-Rian, is... is this a Devel Sixteen?"

He didn’t wait for her to answer. After all, his knowledge of sports cars was second to none. "This is a niche hypercar from Baidy, but this monster has even more exaggerated specs than a Bugatti or a Koenigsegg.

"Its ultimate version is equipped with a 12.3-liter quad-turbo V16 engine. It produces a maximum of 5,007 horsepower and can do zero to a hundred in just 1.8 seconds.

"Its top speed can reach 515 kilometers per hour!"

Rian was a little surprised. She didn’t know much about cars, but she knew that if the downforce and tire pressure issues beyond 500 kilometers per hour couldn’t be resolved, hitting 500-plus was impossible.

Jason’s voice continued to ring out. "It also has a V16 street-legal version and a V8 street-legal version, with 3,000 and 1,500 horsepower respectively.

"Rian! This is the absolute king of racing!"

Jason admired the sports car with burning passion in his eyes. The specs alone were enough to prove its immense worth. It was the absolute elite of the supercar world, born into automotive royalty.

Rian tossed him the keys. "Wanna try it?"

Jason’s eyes lit up as he nodded repeatedly. Rian opened the door and slid into the passenger seat. Thrilled, Jason started the car, and the loud VROOM of the revving engine instantly filled their ears.

By now, Ulysses, Wyatt, and the others had arrived at the track, and someone had brought Jason’s car over as well.

The three men were incredibly handsome, and with the added allure of the sports cars beside them, many beautiful women flocked over, eagerly showing off their charms. Evan was in the entertainment circle and exuded an icy aura that kept most people at bay. Only a few wealthy heirs dared to approach and greet him.

"Tell me, why does that kid Jason love trailing after Rian so much?" Wyatt murmured around a cigarette. His demeanor was low-key, radiating an untamed, bohemian vibe. Since Ruby wasn’t around, Wyatt had no reservations and just acted in whatever way felt most comfortable.

Ulysses exhaled a puff of smoke. "He definitely wanted to see Ria’s car first. Given how much he worships cars, I can’t think of any other reason."

Evan walked over at that moment. He borrowed a lighter from someone nearby to light his cigarette, then leaned casually against the hood of a sports car.

Ulysses gave the newcomer a subtle nod and pointed at the surrounding vehicles. "Are these people joining us too?"

Wyatt looked up and gave a soft hum of agreement. "It’s more fun with more people. Plus, it’ll let you guys experience what it’s like to race against professionals."

Ulysses didn’t say anything more. He used to race against professional drivers frequently, so he didn’t feel much pressure.

Suddenly, a massive wave of chatter erupted from the crowd.

"What kind of car is that? Why does it look so incredibly cool?"

"Is that a Devel Sixteen from Baidy?"

"Holy shit! That car is absurdly expensive! The on-road price overseas is over five hundred million! In the country, it probably exceeds six hundred million."

"Damn, who’s so filthy rich?"

"Isn’t that Jason driving? Oho, and there’s a gorgeous woman in the passenger seat."

"There really is more to that kid than meets the eye. He pulled off something massive right under our noses."

Spotting Ulysses and the others, Jason drove the car straight over to them.

Wyatt, sporting a striking head of red hair, sauntered over. "Rian, you’ve got some serious flex, bringing out a Devel Sixteen."

Ulysses was also admiring the beautiful chassis. Only someone who truly understood racing would know just how fatally seductive this hypercar was.

Rian stepped out of the car. Hearing this, she said, "Like it? Just take it for a spin later."

Jason immediately chimed in, "Rian, I call dibs on driving it first!"

Seeing Jason’s visible excitement, Rian nodded in agreement. Wyatt waved his hand, calling over the other racers who would be joining them. "These guys are all professionals with solid skills. We can run a few laps together."

Three men walked over. Rian looked up, her gaze landing squarely on one of them.

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The system’s broadcast rang in her mind. The man had striking silver hair, but his eyes were cool and his demeanor was completely detached, making him seem as aloof and unapproachable as a lone flower on a high peak.

Jason, who was closely observing Rian’s expression, noticed her gaze fixed on the man and leaned in to explain.

"Rian, this guy happens to be the racer you bet on and lost last round. What a small world."

Rian raised an eyebrow slightly. She hadn’t expected her random bet to be on such a handsome guy.

"You interested, Rian?" Jason asked. Before she could reply, he continued, "His name is Spencer Pierce. He actually won a racing championship before, but for some reason, his skills dropped off later, and a lot of competitions stopped inviting him.

"He used to race for Wyatt, so he’s still affiliated with his club. The monthly pay is enough for him to get by in Kyoro.

"Also, this guy is obsessed with modifying Ford Transits. He only drives a Ford Transit in a few select races; the rest of the time, he drives Wyatt’s cars.

"But it looks like he’s going to drive his Ford Transit in the race with us. If we can’t beat him, we’ll be laughed out of town."

Rian was somewhat taken aback. A Ford Transit?

This guy certainly had unique ideas. She wasn’t particularly interested in why Spencer had backed away from professional racing—that was just a personal choice. But she was definitely intrigued by the idea of him racing in a Ford Transit. Could he actually win?

There were many other cars parked nearby, just not on the track itself. Porsches, Ferraris, Lamborghinis, McLarens, Bentleys.

Many of the sports cars had undergone illegal modifications, though they were used purely for entertainment. Among the fleet of luxury vehicles were also some relatively lower-tier BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes, but compared to the extravagant hypercars, they paled in comparison.

Crowds of young men and women mingled among the luxury cars. They carried themselves with elegance, spoke with refinement, and laughed as they chatted. Even among the wealthy, there were distinct social circles. People like Wyatt belonged to the top-tier elite, forming a league of their own. Other prominent, affluent heirs of similar ages gathered in small groups to socialize.

And in an atmosphere like this, there was naturally no shortage of sexy, beautiful women.