The question from the bully and the idiot Damien made Kendall stunned, and the grievance that was fermenting in her heart suddenly dissipated.
"You… are you angry about this?" She stretched her arms, got up from Damien's lap, and knelt on the leather seat, her eyes red.
Damien ignored her and turned his head to look out the window with a cold and handsome face.
Kendall frowned, hugging his face, turning his head to look at her.
He pushed her hand away and continued to look out the window.
Kendall was speechless.
He was actually losing his temper.
"I have a reason why I must win. I must win this racing championship, just like the things I did before," Kendall said seriously. "I can't tell you the specific reason. If I tell you, I will die."
Damien raised his eyelids, his eyes filled with shock, but he still refused to pay attention to her.
