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Chapter 99: Whatever It Takes, Sign Her

Chapter 99: Whatever It Takes, Sign Her

Joseph's single comment completely shattered these wealthy young men's composure.

What they cared about most was others' opinions of them.

These guys were decked out head-to-toe in Chrome Hearts, even sporting niche luxury brand earrings. Looking at this rebelliously dressed man whose entire outfit consisted of no-name brands, what right did he have to act so arrogantly toward them?

Isabella watched them calmly. "When there's a traffic accident with disagreements, you can call the police directly. If you don't know the emergency number, I can help you with that."

"You clearly led us into this situation, causing us to crash into each other, so how can you claim no responsibility?"

"What about when you four blocked three lanes to box me in? I was simply driving normally, while your behavior constitutes reckless endangerment. If you don't want your parents bailing you out of jail, you'd better watch your attitude around me."

Isabella had always been reasonable. Even facing such rudeness, she remained calm and tried to talk sense into them.

"Do you know who my father is? My family's loaded—our garage is full of LaFerraris. You probably blew half a year's salary just to rent this thing for a few days, you lowlife. Only driving this slow because you're too scared to go faster. What a waste giving you such a car!"

The young man continued his arrogant display, showing no respect toward Isabella. He even reached out to grab her clothing.

The moment his hand moved, Joseph mercilessly swatted it away.

"I don't mind giving your parents a disabled son to take care of. With all that family money, they should be able to afford it, right?"

Joseph snorted coldly, not taking these young men seriously at all.

What did they know about racing? They just wanted to show off, and whenever they saw a nicer car on the street, they assumed it must be rented.

Basically, they believed only their own stuff was genuine.

"Those pants are fake, aren't they?" Joseph looked at him mockingly.

"I remember that style was discontinued ages ago—you probably weren't even born yet when it came out. Or are you telling me someone of your supposed wealth and status is wearing secondhand designer pants?"

Not wanting to lose face in front of his girlfriend, the young man grabbed Joseph's collar, ready to fight.

Isabella stepped aside and dialed the police, reporting the accident.

Within five minutes, traffic officers arrived and were shocked to see the expensive car wreckage scattered across the road.

These were top-tier luxury vehicles, now reduced to scrap metal from the collision!

Isabella cooperated with them to access the LaFerrari's dash cam footage.

After reviewing it, the officers shook their heads in amazement. These young people were incredibly reckless, daring to cut off someone at such high speeds.

They immediately arrested the troublemakers.

Isabella and Joseph accompanied them to the police station to give their statements, then were released without any charges.

From the officers' attitude, it was clear these young men would face charges for reckless endangerment and would likely spend time in detention.

Having driven and released some stress that evening, Isabella felt great on her way home.

That night, residents living near Seaside City's outskirts had recorded the entire street racing incident on video.

The footage of the LaFerrari single-handedly breaking through the four-car blockade went viral online. Within just two hours, it had over a million shares and hundreds of millions of views.

The domestic racing industry had always struggled to develop, with major racing clubs spending enormous resources each year trying to discover talented drivers.

Yet despite all their efforts, progress remained elusive.

After seeing this video, racing clubs across the country began sharing the post.

They offered substantial rewards for anyone who could identify that night's LaFerrari driver!

With major clubs promoting it, the post's popularity skyrocketed. Many people, motivated by the hefty bounty, tried enhancing the video to identify the mysterious racer.

[Actually, that LaFerrari driver's style really reminds me of my goddess. It's been so long since I've seen someone drive this boldly.]

[Same feeling here! Watching this video, it felt like Victoria was back. Besides our Victoria, who else could drive with such dominance?]

[Looked up Victoria's old race videos after hearing about this, and even as a casual observer, I can see the similarity. Can't we really find this driver? They're bringing honor to Aetheria!]

As discussions intensified, many people confidently claimed this driver was definitely Victoria.

From a professional standpoint, the red Ferrari's maneuvers were textbook perfect.

Not only did they escape cleanly, but they also successfully turned the other four cars against each other.

This was like a revenge fantasy come to life!

Early the next morning, William also saw the widely circulated video.

He called in his secretary. "How's the racing team investment going? Have the clubs responded yet?"

Summit Holdings Corporation wanted to expand its territory, and racing was a sunrise industry William had his eye on.

With domestic racing not yet fully developed, William's entry at this time would undoubtedly give him a first-mover advantage over other investors.

The secretary shook her head slightly. "They keep saying it's still under consideration. Most of the excellent domestic drivers have jumped ship overseas. Finding suitable candidates requires extensive training, and one wrong move could mean losing both money and talent. So the clubs say they need more time."

"Are they planning to train drivers from infancy?" William frowned displeasedly.

He rested one hand on his desk and clicked to replay the video, making his secretary watch it again.

"Now every major club is trying to recruit this driver. Online opinion is going crazy, saying she's like a domestic version of that genius international driver Victoria."

"Find her and make her our team's lead driver. Have PR department promote it properly."

The secretary looked at William uncertainly. "With everyone searching for this 'Little Victoria,' what about compensation?"

"Whatever it takes, sign her!"

William's gaze fixed on the blurry figure in the screen like a hawk spotting prey. He was determined to have her.

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