Mend My Broken Heart 142 Racing 1

After the powerful drift, the teenagers surrounded the smoking car and discussed who could it be.

"I bet he's a powerful racer. No one could perform a drift like that..."

"Yes. I think so too. I wonder if he came to race with Ezekiel."

"Ahh... If he is, then he could really match up to him. I wonder who will win..."

Amidst the hubbub, Gabrielle opened the pa.s.senger door and slumped down. She then retched everything she had eaten.

Ezekiel was stunned upon seeing his sister. A slight panic came over to him.

Who could it be?

Is it Mom or Dad?

He's done for this time! He felt vexed and wanted to come over to his sister but a wave of panic overcame him. He stood rooted in the ground.

Trisha had been observing him from the sidelines and slight changes on his emotions were clearly noticed by her.

She knew that the young woman was his sister but she could not help wonder why hadn't he gone over and comfort her.

"Hey... Are you okay?" she slightly tugged his s.h.i.+rt to ask. She looked at his panicked face.

Ezekiel however seemed not to hear her. He was already lost in his thoughts and was thinking of how to salvage the situation if worst comes to worst.

The youngsters stepped back when Gabrielle opened the car door. Someone offered a bottled water to her which she readily accepted without thinking much.

She remembered, during their trip, her mother had an eerie aura with her and she was not speeding low, instead, she stepped hard on the accelerator and even drifted for how many times causing her head to spin and even seen the galaxy during the process.

She even internally cursed and vowed to never let her mother know that she races too. She got influenced by her bad brother.

After awhile, she felt relief but she noticed that her mother remained seated at the driver's seat, seething in anger.

She then shot an angry glare towards her bad brother.

She stared at him wordlessly and motioned a slit-throat across her neck.

Her actions percieved by him which made him nervous and panic. He even forgot Trisha which also witnessed everything.

Trisha smirked upon witnessing such scene.

'He's in trouble!' she thought without thinking that she's in trouble too.

Minutes pa.s.sed and the driver's seat remained unopened. It added to Ezekiel's anxiety and nervousness.

'I hope it's not Mom...' he internally wished but seems like the heavens were not going according to his wishes and not even helping.

Misha looked at the particular woman who's beside her son. She seemed to be modest. Judging from her stand, she's quite pretty and had a charming look on her face

Gabrielle slowly walked where her bad brother stood.

"Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? feeling c.o.c.ky as she felt that she already faced the wrath of their mother.

"Say, is it mom or dad?" he nervously asked.

"Well...it's... a secret... Hehe... If you want to find out, go race with that car and see for yourself..." after saying, she walked back towards the car Misha drove and informed her mother happily.

Misha just nodded and wordlessly drove towards the starting line. Ezekiel saw that and reluctantly followed. Trisha just watched on the sidelines and so was Gabrielle.

....

Lyndon received his daughter's text message when he was in the middle of a conference. He just raced his eyebrow upon seeing the message.

He thought that Misha was really pretty and very bada.s.s when she drove that super car. Smiling, he continued his work and was very excited to finish his work early to see his wife racing with his bad son.

Anyway, he thought that it was his punishment for hiding so many things to his own mother so he was not very worried.

.......

Ezekiel revved his engine up when the race is about to start and so is Misha. She really wanted to beat her bad son very much but beating him physically is not an option so, she could only resort to this method.

The both became serious as they stared at the person and road ahead of them.