As Sonia approached the trio, her lips parted slightly as she uttered, “Abel?”
All three of them finally looked up at her in unison.
Emmeline had noticed Sonia’s presence earlier, discreetly keeping an eye on her. Abel and Benjamin, on the other hand, had been completely oblivious.
Emmeline pretended to be surprised, as if she had just noticed Sonia, and exclaimed, “You?”
Sonia paid her no mind and continued, her gaze fixed on Abel, “Abel, you’re here too?”
Abel responded with a slight delay, his brows furrowing as he expressed his annoyance, “I believe I’ve told you before, Abel is not a name you can call me.”
A tinge of paleness washed over Sonia’s face, her features growing darker as she replied, “Back in university, wasn’t that how I used to call you?”
“People change,” Abel scoffed dismissively, “Don’t dwell in the past.”
Sonia fell silent, her expression revealing a mixture of emotions.
“Sonia?” a voice behind them spoke up, “So you finally came down? I was in the tent playing with my phone, just noticed.”
Sonia didn’t turn around, but Emmeline lifted her gaze and saw that it was that infuriating Ysabel.
Ysabel’s eyes immediately lit up as she caught sight of Benjamin, and with excitement exclaimed, “Mr. Benjamin?”
She then lunged forward, ready to pounce.
Emmeline, still sitting on the cushion, extended her long leg at that moment.
“Crack!” Ysabel ended up face-planting right between Abel and Benjamin.
This caused both men to hastily stand up and step away.
Abel then reached out his arm to pull Emmeline up as well.
“Quite the infatuation,” Emmeline chuckled at Ysabel, “Do you have to fall head over heels at the sight of a handsome guy?”
“It’s all your fault!” Ysabel, now in a disheveled state, propped herself up and glared at Emmeline.
But Ysabel didn’t dare do anything to Emmeline.
She remembered very well that this smiling beauty could be quite formidable when it came to physical altercations.
Sonia, standing beside them, was already fuming with anger at her foolish and clumsy friend.
She had wanted to play the nostalgia card with Abel, but now she couldn’t even remember where to begin reminiscing.
Ysabel, however, was persistent and eager, still attempting to move closer to Benjamin.
“Mr. Benjamin…”
“Hold on a moment!” Emmeline extended her arm to stop her. “Is Mr. Benjamin someone you think you can charm? Get lost!”
“Ms. Louise,” Ysabel said, “Isn’t this getting boring?”
“What exactly are you implying?” Emmeline sneered, her beautiful peach-colored eyes narrowing.
“Mr. Abel may be your man, so I’ll refrain from speaking to him. But who are you to dictate to Mr. Benjamin?”
“I have every right to,” Emmeline retorted.
“And what gives you that right?”
“Because I am his family!” Emmeline raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Abel is my man, Mr. Benjamin is my family. Do you think I have no say in their matters?”
“You have different last names, one is York and the other is Louise. How can you claim to be family?” Ysabel challenged, refusing to back down.
“Who cares about our last names? Family is family, and I don’t need to explain it to you,” Emmeline coldly sneered. “If you want to enjoy your day, find somewhere else to bother.”
Ysabel fell silent.
She turned to Sonia, seeking help, and said, “Sonia!”
“Let it go,” Sonia spoke in a deep voice. “We came here to practice riding, not to create unnecessary drama.”
A smirk tugged at the corner of Emmeline’s lips as she picked up her helmet. “Exactly, we’re here to ride, not waste time on idle chatter.”
Sonia, curious about Emmeline’s skills, remained silent.
“Hubby, Ben,” Emmeline said as she placed the helmet on her head, “I’m going to practice riding. Wait for me, okay?”
“Stay safe,” Abel and Benjamin both reminded her.
“Don’t worry!” Emmeline turned and walked towards the motorcycle, confidently swinging her long legs over the body.
Sonia glanced over but couldn’t recognize that it was a V5R. From the appearance, it looked like the same V4R model as hers, even older.
A faint trace of disdain curled at the corner of Sonia’s lips.
Emmeline, however, felt satisfied. This was the effect she desired.
Sonia, underestimating the enemy, will be her downfall!
The motorcycle roared to life as Emmeline ignited the engine and shifted gears.
“Zoom!”
Kicking up a cloud of dust, she raced a hundred meters away, executing a beautiful sharp turn as she entered the track.
With only a few people playing on the track at the moment, Emmeline’s sleek and fierce figure stood out among them.
Abel and Benjamin squinted their eyes, their gazes following her every move.
Sonia, completely focused, watched her intently without blinking…
