Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Pure Conversation Under the Covers

Only a young man in a black suit could be seen, gracefully jumping off a Harley motorcycle.

He took off his helmet, his flaxen hair slightly damp from the rain. His mixed-race features were sharply defined, and his long, glass-like eyes exuded a deep melancholy and defiance.

Cecilia raised her eyebrows in slight surprise.

Sean Grant had actually appeared here!

...

Meanwhile, Tyson Law managed to calm down somewhat from his earlier fear, and felt a strange discomfort seeing Cecilia staring at the young mixed-race man in the distance.

Three years ago, no matter where they were, Cecilia’s gaze never overlooked him.

He coughed lightly, unwilling to let it go, trying to remind her.

"Cecilia, that Young Master Shelby from earlier is clearly a second-rate thug. You shouldn’t go down, let alone race with them. It’s dangerous."

Cecilia glanced at Tyson coldly.

"You’re worried about me?"

How ridiculous. After he and Fiona had pushed her into the abyss with their own hands, he was now trying to act as if he cared?

...

"Cecilia..."

Tyson’s heart tightened. He didn’t know why, but there seemed to be a thousand words stuck in his throat, yet he couldn’t speak them aloud.

"Cecilia, are you still blaming me for not protecting you three years ago?"

"Actually, during the courtroom trial three years ago, I..."

As Tyson spoke, his gaze became somewhat hazy. On the day of the trial for the murder case during Cecilia’s engagement party three years ago, he had actually gone. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

But he couldn’t accept the fact that his fiancée was that kind of woman, so he remained hidden in a corner where no one could see, silently watching Cecilia collapse onto the bench.

She was so desperate, tears streaming down her face, voice torn in anguish, still calling his name when the verdict was announced.

—Tyson, come save me, I’m innocent... Tyson...

It was as if he was her faith, her redemption.

Yet, his feet felt glued to the ground, unable to move. He just watched helplessly as the light in that girl’s eyes slowly went out.

...

"Enough!"

Tyson was still lost in his memories, but Cecilia interrupted him coldly.

"Spare me your false pity! You don’t want me to get out of the car, fine. You’re a man, why don’t you go and fight for me?"

Seeing Tyson still had the nerve to bring up that incident from three years ago, Cecilia’s expression turned icy and intense. She swept her gaze over Tyson who was pale and weak in the passenger seat, then decisively opened the car door.

Tyson suddenly fell silent, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.

—The other side had numbers on their side, and he really didn’t want to stand out...

Could the helpless, despairing girl from three years ago really be the same as the confident, commanding woman before him?

She seemed like she no longer needed his protection...

...

By then, a lot of people were already eyeing Tyson’s Bentley Continental, waiting for Cecilia to get out.

The rain drizzled steadily as Cecilia stepped out of the sports car, her face as cold as ice, yet her figure was more alluring than a devil’s.

Some onlookers were gawking, whistling persistently.

"Hey, beauty! Join our Mount Nocturne Racing Club!"

"Wow, you’re so cool! Race with us. There’s a prize if you win, but there are also penalties if you lose~"

As the penalties were mentioned, a few men glanced lecherously at Cecilia’s rain-soaked clothes, almost unable to hide their desire.

"Go away, this is Young Master Shelby’s chosen one, don’t even think about it!"

Young Master Shelby’s henchmen were pushing away the men who tried to ingratiate themselves with Cecilia, while the yellow-haired youth busy joking with Katherine North also lifted his head.

He instinctively pushed away Katherine in her skimpy outfit, his gaze fixed on that alluring silhouette in the rain, almost drooling.

Beautiful, truly beautiful!

Especially that cold and distant demeanor, captivating like a flower atop a high mountain, cold and unreachable.

Katherine hadn’t expected to run into the campus heartthrob, Sean Grant, here. She was feeling mortified, but when she spotted another classmate through the rain, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Cecilia, you’re here too?!"

Her family was of modest means, and they’d already sacrificed a lot for her to attend the art department. Recently, Chloe had also been hard to please. To support her expenses, she’d had to put up with Young Master Shelby, accompanying him to meals, outings, and naturally, sleeping with him.

Luckily, Young Master Shelby was generous, and some of his quirks she could tolerate.

Who would have thought that on the same day she’d be caught by both Sean Grant and Cecilia Vaughn!

"Katherine, do you know this beauty?"

Young Master Shelby pulled Katherine, clad only in a bikini, into his arms again, eyes still on Cecilia, though his hand roamed indiscreetly over Katherine’s chest.

Not only does she know her, they’ve had their spats!

Katherine felt humiliated but managed a coquettish laugh.

"Young Master Shelby, she’s the recognized beauty of Stellerton University. Don’t be fooled by Cecilia’s cold demeanor; she’s had quite the love life, men flock to her..."

Even though Cecilia didn’t even glance at her, Katherine felt deeply ashamed, never having felt this humiliated before in her life.

—Sean Grant was always solitary and uninterested in gossip, but her most embarrassing moment was now known to Cecilia, likely to spread throughout Stellerton University!

Katherine’s words were rich with implication, and the nearby privileged boys gaped in surprise, giving Cecilia looks full of meaning.

What they thought was the untouchable beauty might actually be lacking in virtue?

In this world, truly capable women are scarce; most rely on men.

Although Cecilia arrived in a Bentley Continental, her clothes weren’t branded, and there was a man in the passenger seat, so obviously, the car wasn’t hers.

The yellow-haired Young Master Shelby believed he understood the situation, and eyed Cecilia’s body more lewdly.

"Hey, beauty, you’ve had enough time to think about it, right? What do you say, race me?"

"I’m not asking for much. If you lose, spend the night chatting with me, how about it?"

Young Master Shelby raised his eyebrows, running a hand through his hair, while the surrounding jokesters continued to chuckle.

"Spend the night chatting? Under the covers and just talking? How imaginative of you, Young Master Shelby!"

...

Cecilia’s eyes suddenly turned icy.

If the adversary wasn’t so numerous, she would’ve already thrown a shoulder slam and ripped the dog’s mouth apart.

She pressed her palm, reminding herself to stay calm.

Meeting the filthy gaze of the yellow-haired Young Master Shelby head-on, she naturally didn’t miss the malice brimming in Katherine’s eyes beside him.

Cecilia acted like she saw nothing, and spoke each word distinctly.

"Young Master Shelby, what if you lose?"

Young Master Shelby touched his chin, chuckling twice.

"How could I possibly lose!"

Just then, a cold, clear voice broke the conversation abruptly.

"No need for her to do it, I’ll race you!"