Chapter 50
Chapter 50:
Breaking the moment, Brock interjected, “General, the meeting’s about to begin. The Colonel’s wondering why you aren’t logged in yet. They’re still waiting on your verdict about the Emerald Sea oil field p>
Letting out a slow breath, Brad reclined in his seat. “Push it to midnight. Book a VIP suite overlooking the track — I’ll watch the race from there p>
Surprise flickered in Brock’s eyes, and he blurted, “Are you planning to stay for Miss Kirk and take her home when she’s done p>
A cool glance from Brad met his question. “Is there a rule against it p>
Brock kept his thoughts to himself, though he couldn’t help but feel that his commander’s interest in that remarkable doctor was becoming more obvious — even at the expense of a high-stakes meeting.
International waters near the Emerald Sea had recently yielded new oil reserves, and rival nations were already dispatching reconnaissance ships, raising tensions all around.
Brad seemed to read Brock’s mind and simply remarked, “They can handle decisions on their own sometimes p>
A heavy feeling dropped in Brock’s stomach. “Then may you break every record, General — even for the next ten thousand years p>
At the registration desk, Rylie caught sight of countless Phillip supporters in the stands, their banners waving proudly.
Stacey’s admirers were present as well. Despite being one of the youngest racers, she effortlessly charmed the crowds and always managed to capture the spotlight with her polished appearance at every ceremony.
Rylie glanced around coldly, already anticipating how Stacey might mess things up and how Phillip would face the fans’ wrath after a crushing defeat.
Waiting at the entrance, Britton spotted her and quickly flagged down the officials. “She’s here! Our last team member has arrived p>
From the registration area, members of Phillip’s crew noticed Rylie too, shouting for Nicolas. “Look! Rylie actually made it! We thought she’d bail!” For hours, Phillip’s calls to Rylie had gone unanswered, his temper rising with each attempt. Her appearance at the track now had him scoffing in triumph. “Of course she came. There was no way she’d miss the race.” He leaned toward Stacey, lowering his voice. “Since she’s finally shown up, we stick to our usual plan. You’ll run the anchor leg, Stacey. Rylie can handle the other segments p>
Stacey hesitated. “Phillip, I’ve trained for so long for this race. I don’t think I’m any worse than Rylie. Why can’t I be the one to compete p>
One of the crew chimed in, “Let Rylie handle it. She reacts better to sudden turns. Tonight’s course is brutal — we’re racing on a mountain road. We’re just looking out for Stacey’s safety p>
Phillip nodded. “They’re right. It’s risky out there. I don’t want anything to happen to you. Let Rylie do it. You’ll still get credit either way p>
Stacey didn’t want to argue or take the risk. She faked a disappointed look and gave a small nod. “If that’s what you think is best, Phillip, then okay p>
Phillip gave her head a gentle pat. “I’ll go sign Rylie up p>
Britton was about to wave Rylie over when Phillip bumped into him on purpose. He narrowed his eyes, starting to act really smug.
Phillip gave a short glance. “Facing someone who always loses? I think I’ve earned it p>