Chapter 48
Chapter 48:
The sight of that cake grated on Paola’s nerves. She excused herself quickly. “I’m stuffed. I’ll be in the piano room working on music,” she said, escaping the room.
Once everyone had enjoyed dessert, Rylie checked the clock and rose to take her leave.
Worry clouded Kendrick’s features. He tightened his hold on her hand. “Why are you heading out so late? Are you not happy spending time with us p>
Noticing the worry etched on her grandfather’s face, Rylie offered a gentle smile. A touch of warmth entered her voice as she explained, “Of course I enjoy staying with you. I’ve got a race tonight. If I don’t head out soon, I’ll miss the start p>
The mention of racing caught Kendrick completely off guard. “A race? You’re a racer, Rylie p>
Grinning, she replied, “I am, and I’m actually pretty good at it p>
Deandre, curiosity piqued, chimed in right away, “Let me drive you over there p>
Felix, however, held up a hand to intervene. “It isn’t a good idea for you to be out right now. Marcus, you go with her p>
Turning to Felix, Rylie said, “Felix, I can get there on my own. Just let Rory keep me posted about your surgery. I’d like to assist when it happens p>
For a moment, Felix looked stunned. “You’d do the surgery yourself? Aren’t you still a student p>
Despite knowing his sister’s skills, a little doubt flickered across Felix’s face. He worried that she was still gaining experience.
Rylie picked up on his unease and tried to reassure him. “I won’t be operating alone. I’ll be observing while another doctor handles it p>
Since Felix was now her brother, she felt that only by staying by his side during his surgery could she truly feel at ease.
Eventually, Felix gave a nod, this time with full confidence. “If you want to get hands-on experience, go for it. I can handle it p>
Her laugh was soft and sincere. “Thank you, Felix. That means a lot p>
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Before leaving, she promised Kendrick that she would return soon. Just as she reached the door, her phone buzzed — Britton had messaged to say that the race had been moved to an off-road track three days ago and asked for her expected time of arrival.
Rylie, riding her motorcycle, stopped just outside the estate. She checked the time and called Britton. “Put me last in the lineup. There’s a chance I’ll be late p>
Suddenly, a high-end car slid past her, then eased back in reverse.
The rear window lowered, and Brad’s striking features appeared. “Out this late — where are you off to p>
Catching sight of Brad, Rylie instantly saw her opportunity to make up for lost time. She left her bike on the curb and leaned against his car window. “There’s a race at the mountain circuit tonight. I have to be there by eight. Any chance you could help? I’ll knock some off your next treatment bill p>
Brad, although scheduled for an international meeting at the same hour, paused to check the time and quickly weighed his options.
“Hop in. I’ll have a helicopter ready for you,” Brad replied, making arrangements without hesitation.