Chapter 749

Chapter 749Nathalia told Cooper to inform the car dealer to send the sports car to Baykeep directly.
Only then did Cooper know she was already a member of a private car racing club, and she wanted to
go there to join a competition. He was dumbfounded at that instant.
After making the phone call, Cooper said worryingly, “I'll go with you.”
If Jack had not been careless and allowed Genevieve to go to Baykeep alone, Lilian would not have
had the opportunity to kidnap Genevieve. In that case, the current unpleasant circumstances would not
have happened either.
“You don't know the first thing about racing. Why do you want to go?” Nathalia waved her hand. “I
texted Yuvan on WhatsApp. He'll be going to Baykeep with me.”
Baykeep was the Zeigler family's territory. With Yuvan around, Cooper did not have any objections.
At eleven o'clock in the morning two days later, Nathalia and Yuvan arrived at Baykeep. The moment
they departed to the racing club, someone immediately updated their whereabouts to Jack.
Jack narrowed his eyes while listening to his subordinate's report.
He detested Nathalia, but her body belonged to Genevieve, so he could not allow her to do as she
pleased. Since he could not control her movements, Jack could only arrange for someone to monitor
her around the clock.
Jack did not know Genevieve was adept at car racing. Moreover, Nathalia had even chosen a privateracing club in Baykeep.
He wondered if Nathalia went there to participate for fun because the club had coincidentally hosted a
tournament.
Jack glanced through the name list of the private racing club members upon receiving the document
from his subordinate. He noticed all the members were heirs to affluent families from Baykeep and
Xedells.
His face darkened when he was reminded of Nathalia's outrageous behavior at the bar the other night.
The papers in his hand became crumpled as he clenched his fists in anger.
“Mr. Valentine, what should we do?” his subordinate asked.
Jack took a deep breath before replying coldly, “Just keep an eye on her in secret and don't allow her to
hang out alone with other guys, especially at a hotel.”
“All right, Mr. Valentine...”
Yuvan did not have anything to do after returning to Baykeep, so he decided to provide Nathalia with
further assistance by personally bringing her to the club to meet with Evan.
Internationally and locally, there were quite a number of female racers. However, there was none
among the private racing club's circle.
Some girls were pretty, but their feminine image became tarnished when they engaged in car racing
activities. Hence, they were more suitable to be supporters or cheerleaders. After Evan and Nathalia exchanged greetings, Evan immediately pulled Yuvan aside and whispered,
“Do you believe she knows how to race? I don't believe it anyway.”
Judging by Nathalia's alluring figure and gorgeous face, Evan reckoned she looked more like a
cheerleading captain.
Yuvan answered frankly, “I don't believe it, but she's quite fond of car racing. This tournament is just a
platform for your club members to have fun, isn't it? Just let her enjoy the thrill of racing.”
“Does she has some dirt on you?” Evan asked.
Yuvan glanced at Nathalia, who was standing before the fish tank, playing with the fish, and said in
resignation, “I need her to be my model for my new art exhibition next year. I cannot produce even one
novel art piece if I substitute her with any other model.”
Evan nodded, expressing his understanding on that matter.
The tournament that afternoon was held at Baykeep's Navy Park. It was a casual event organized by
the club members. Still, the champion would receive a handsome amount of cash prize.
The venue was very lively as many socialites and female celebrities from the entertainment industry
attended the tournament as spectators.
Countless luxurious cars were parked on the race track. However, one stood out among all the
expensive vehicles. “Is that an SSC Tuatara?”
“D*mn! Isn't there only three units of that sports car available worldwide? Evan tried to purchase one
through various channels and connections but failed, isn't it?”
“Could it be that Evan successfully acquired one?”
Evan, who had just changed into his racing overalls, stepped into the arena and saw the impressive-
looking SSC Tuatara. His eyes were ablaze with passion as he walked around the sports car and
appreciated its beauty.
Soon, a slender young man wearing a black racing suit entered the arena.