F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 6

Leaving Kate's downtown apartment, I spotted the familiar matte black Bentley waiting curbside. James, Adrian's long-time driver, stepped out with practiced efficiency.

"Miss Riley, Mr. Chase requested I escort you to dinner."

I nodded, unsurprised. With Adrian's resources and connections, tracking someone in this city was child's play.

The private room at Le Circuit was packed with racing elite when I arrived.

Adrian and Sophia held court at the center table, surrounded by sponsors and team officials. He barely glanced my way as I slipped into a corner seat.

"Who's that?"

A sponsor's voice carried across the room. Adrian's reply was dismissive.

"My personal assistant." The room's atmosphere shifted instantly. Knowing looks were exchanged - they'd all seen this story before in the racing world.

Sophia gave me a deliberate once-over, her designer dress and perfect makeup a stark contrast to my simple outfit. Her smirk said everything about where she thought I belonged in the pecking order.

When the champagne started flowing, Sophia reached for a glass. Adrian smoothly intercepted it.

"She's allergic to alcohol. I'll take this one." He downed it in one elegant motion, earning appreciative laughs.

"Deal. Every toast in your name is mine to handle."

I watched them, the bitter taste of expensive wine mixing with the realization of how pathetic my loyalty must look to everyone here.

Two years of holding onto memories, while he built a new highlight reel without me.

I drained my glass, ready to make a quiet exit.

That's when the doors swung open, waiters rolling in a towering cake as "Happy Birthday" filled the air.