Chapter 1

My Fiancée and Best Friend Wanted Me Dead

At the World Racing Championship finals.

My fiancée and navigator, Scarlett, deliberately called out the wrong turn.

It cost me the title, the championship.

Right there on the track, she announced she was breaking off our engagement.

Then, she just walked straight over to the champion, Max, and started cozying up to him.

I was reeling, lost in a haze of heartbreak and defeat.

That's when Chloe, my childhood friend, found me. She looked at me with such raw sincerity, then asked me to marry her.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, her voice a balm to my shattered soul. “To me, you’ll always be number one in the world.”

Seven years later, I’d rebuilt myself, ready to shatter Max’s championship record.

But during a training session, my brakes failed. The car plummeted, tumbling down a steep cliff.

Lying in the hospital, drifting between consciousness and a nightmare, I heard voices from just outside my door.

It was Chloe and Scarlett, the woman who'd abandoned me.

“You’re absolutely ruthless,” Scarlett hissed, a hint of admiration and fear in her tone. “How could you even *think* of doing something like that? Weren’t you afraid he’d actually die?”

Chloe’s response was chillingly calm.

“So what if he died? Max is the only man I’ve ever loved. My only regret is I didn’t get to him first, that I couldn’t marry him back then. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had to endure all these years pretending to be with Ryan.”

My eyes flew open, wide with a terrifying clarity.

All this time, I thought her love was profound, a true lifeline. But it was all a twisted fantasy, a one-sided delusion.

If Max is truly all that matters to both of you… then fine. I’ll just disappear.

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