Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1424

"Okay, okay," Abigail interjected, stepping between Taylor and Miguel.

She turned to Miguel with a casual air. "I don't want to change the time; that would just complicate things. But let's raise the stakes—the loser has to run a lap around the track naked. Are you in?"

Miguel flashed a mischievous grin. "I'm really enjoying where this is going, babe. You're definitely getting me excited."

"Did you hear that?" he shouted to his driver. "If you want a glimpse of this lovely lady's figure, you better give it your all!"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure everyone gets an eyeful," the driver replied, full of bravado.

Taylor quickly pulled Abigail aside. "Why didn't you talk to me before agreeing to this?

"Anyway, it's too late to back out now. I'll just have to power through. When the race starts, find a chance to slip away. I don't mind going naked, but if Miguel gets to you, it's game over. That guy's a total creep."

Abigail listened quietly before breaking into a soft laugh. "Well, at least you have a bit of a conscience."

"What do you mean 'at least'? I've always had a conscience," Taylor retorted with a hint of defensiveness in his tone.

Behind them, Miguel urged impatiently, "What are you two dragging your feet for? Are you ready yet?"

Just as Taylor turned to reply, Abigail slipped past him, stepping forward confidently. "Alright, I'll take on the challenge."

"You?" Miguel questioned, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Seems like you're just eager to show off that body to everyone."

"Exactly. What's the point of all my hard work if no one gets to appreciate it?" Abigail retorted, completely unfazed by his taunt. "Now, let's get this started."

Not getting the reaction he wanted, Miguel's expression darkened. He turned and signaled to his driver, who quickly drove the car onto the track.

Meanwhile, Abigail walked over to her heavy motorcycle and parked it next to the racing car.

"What are you doing?" Miguel snapped, visibly irritated. "We're racing modified cars here. Why would you show up on a bike?"

"What's the deal? Why is it okay for you to switch drivers while she can't change vehicles? That's a serious double standard." Even though Taylor had no clue what Abigail was up to, he felt a strong urge to back her. "You know what, Abigail? Even if it's just a tractor, I'm sure you'll knock it out of the park!"

On the straightaway, they were neck and neck, fiercely vying for position. However, as they entered the mountainous terrain, the shortcomings of the four-wheel drive became clear.

While the motorcycle had only two wheels, its lightweight and agile design allowed Abigail to carry her speed through the sharp turns.

Meanwhile, the four-wheel drive had to slow down in advance, losing crucial momentum on the winding path.

By the time they emerged from the series of twists and turns, Abigail—who had initially seemed to fall behind—had pulled ahead by a considerable margin.

In the end, she sped across the finish line, leaving her competitor in the dust.

A minute later, the four-wheel drive crossed the finish line behind her.

Abigail removed her helmet and let out a sigh of relief. Just as she was catching her breath, Taylor hurried over, shaking her with excitement. "You were fantastic! Aside from Helly, you're honestly the best driver I've ever seen!"

Meanwhile, Miguel had been boiling with anger since the race started, and their exuberant reactions only amplified his frustration.