Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 103: Racing
"Excite, Don!"
Alan seemed to be behind the race arena was encouraging his champion in the race that afternoon. Doni is one of the drivers he sponsors. Alan also financed Doni's training until finally passed the selection and advanced in the international race in France.
"Thank you, Brother. You've come here directly." Doni developed a wide smile. He was very happy that Alan would watch the race even though the man had a very busy schedule.
"Don't be nervous, focus and try your best. You're young, there's still plenty of opportunities to be a champion."
"This is my first overseas debut. Hopefully it's not embarrassing let alone having Brother Alan here. I think being able to finish without falling is a good achievement. Haha ...."
"I'm sure you can do better." Alan patted Doni's shoulder.
Doni raised the zipper of his racing shirt. He wore gloves and put a helmet on the head according to the race safety track.
"Sister, I'm on the circuit first, yeah!" pamit Doni who has prepared with his coach.
"OKAY. I'll watch you until the race is over."
Doni covered the glass of his helmet. He turned on the engine and drove it into the race circuit area.
Alan sat in the audience. He looked towards the field where the riders had started to prepare with their bikes. Beautiful umbrella girls are scattered in the race area overshadowing their racers.
Without accidentally Alan's eyes caught the figure of Alenta was there. He squinted to make sure that the woman was Alenta. His wide smile, his long blond hair being scattered, convinces Alan that the woman is really Alenta.
Alan got up from his place, intending to approach towards Alenta to say hello. However, his steps came to a halt when suddenly a man gently embraced Alenta's shoulders. Alenta hugged the man and spoiled him.
"Are you sure you don't want to race?" ask Hamish to the woman who was spoiling him.
"No. I'll just watch with you, brother!" irene. He abandoned the intention to race after knowing Alan was there to bring drivers from his homeland. He did not want Alan to see himself participate in the race.
"Who do you think will be the champion this time?" ask Hamish.
Irene glanced at the racecourse. He beat every driver there. "I think this time it'll be George Louinzo's champion."
"From Hayama's team?"
Irene nodded. "If it's my own brother? Who do you think will win the race?"
"Of course Mark Zilguon" Hamish said confidently.
"Haha ... Big Brother's hero seems to be no longer his day. Not falling in the race alone is grateful, how can be a champion?" Irene mocked the Hamish hotshot. Based on race records over the past three years, Mark's achievements have indeed continued to decline. Several times injuries due to accidents in the racing area made the driver down performance.
"I think he's more experienced on this circuit. I'm sure he'll win this time."
Irene smiled. "We'll prove it later. If you lose, buy me a meal at the most expensive restaurant in town."
"OKAY. But, if I win, you must obey Brother's will."
Irene was silent for a moment. He was also quite afraid that Hamish was asking for things like that. However, he was very confident that his choice this time would definitely win. "Well, I'm not afraid!" it's not Irene her name if not desperate.
Hamish smiled with his cousin's extremely high self-confidence.
"Alentin!"
Irene was shocked as someone patted her on the shoulder and called out to her under an assumed name. Alan was right behind him. He was shocked to meet Alan when Hamish was there.
"Who is he? Do you know?" hamish asked with a sharp look.
"But why did he call you Alenta?"
"Pseudonym ... Don't say it, yeah!" Irene smiled grimacingly.
"Sir Alan was watching the race too?" Irene asked with a smile.
"I became the sponsor of one of the drivers from my homeland."
"really? What's name?" asked Irene enthusiastically.
Alan sat down beside Irene. Seeing this, Hamish lowered his hand to embrace Irene's waist, as if he wanted to make it clear that Alan wasn't messing with his cousin. Alan was a little mentally affected by this.
"His name is Doni, got the number three start order from behind."
Irene turned her gaze back towards the circuit looking for the driver Alan meant. The riders have just warmed up and are almost starting the race.
"January's bang, yes ... The ability is good as well," Irene murmured. He once felt the race with the boy. Although he won the race, but he admitted that Doni's ability is quite good.
"Do you know Doni?" asked Alan curiously.
Irene forgot that Alan didn't know who she was. "Ah, I'm just guessing. From his stature looks to be quite accomplished in the international scene," Irene said.
"I hope so too. This is his first international debut."
The roar of the exhaust noise began to roar. Each driver is at their starting place. Hamish, Irene, and Alan's attention was immediately drawn to the race.
A new race begins, but the five riders in the leading row start have been competing with each other to exert their abilities. The fierce race made the audience as if they were tight breathing so tense.
The three people who were watching in the stands were also only focused on observing the course of the match. Occasionally Hamish exclaimed as his champion rider took the lead in front. When the hero Irene was in front, it was Irene's turn to cry out happily.
Alan did not expect much from Doni, but he was happy that the rider sponsored was able to rank 12th out of 21 riders who participated. He hoped that Doni would be able to maintain his position.
Alan occasionally glanced at Irene. In his eyes, that woman was Alenta. However, his nature reminded him of Irene. The thing that did not make him comfortable, he was there as a mosquito repellent. He hopes to talk a lot about racing with Alenta.
"Alenta, I go first" said Alan who felt his presence there was only disturbing.
"Oh, yes, sir. Careful."
Alenta did not care much about Alan's departure. He kept his eyes focused on the increasingly exciting race.
"Yeah ... Jagoanku wins .... George Louinzo, I love you ... Thank you ... Muah! Muah!" Irene pranced with excitement as her champion was finally able to finish first.
Hamish could only be speechless at Irene's behavior. His own champion, Mark Zilguon, became only the second champion. He accepted being ridiculed by Irene.
"Haha ... Louinzo is also the champion, brother? What did I say!" Irene said arrogantly.
"Yes yes ... It just so happens that your guess wins. If Mark was not too wide to take the distance, he would be the champion."
"Have a promise to treat me later! Watch out if it doesn't!"
"Then we go now. I'll keep my word before I go to the meeting."
"That's ... His destination is taking a vacation or what? I think it's here constantly working. What if I go with Brother? I also occasionally want to see Brother's co-worker."