Chapter 200: The God of Racing is a Woman?

Chapter 200: Chapter 200: The God of Racing is a Woman?

The Keston 60th Anniversary Gala.

The entire banquet hall was magnificently decorated and bustling with energy.

Sienna Everett, dressed in a sharp, white pantsuit, entered the banquet hall with Lawrence.

She had only taken a few steps when she spotted the exceptionally handsome Ian Prescott in a silver and black shirt.

"Sienna."

Ian Prescott handed his wine glass to a nearby server and walked over, a faint smile on his lips.

"You’re here too?" Surprise filled Sienna Everett’s eyes.

But as soon as she asked, she remembered. The Prescott Conglomerate had collaborated with Keston, one of the world’s top racing brands.

It was only natural for Keston, as the host, to invite the second young master of the Prescott Family to a 60th anniversary gala like this.

"I didn’t come alone. I also brought a doctor with the surname Chambers," Ian Prescott replied with a faint smile.

’A doctor with the surname Chambers?’

’Not only is his surname Chambers, but he’s a doctor.’

The two traits together immediately made Sienna Everett think of Nolan Chambers.

In the past, to get Lucas Everett the surgery for his leg, to ensure he could return to the racetrack, she had made a deal with Nolan Chambers...

Meanwhile, outside the banquet hall.

Lucas Everett had short hair and sharp, handsome features. Usually seen in biker gear, he was uncharacteristically dressed in a suit today.

He was a top-tier race car driver who drove Keston cars on the track. In fact, he had once taken second place in a race driving one.

This also served as a form of publicity for the racing brand, so it was natural that they invited Lucas Everett to today’s celebration.

"Shannon, come inside with me," Lucas Everett instructed Shannon Everett, who was beside him.

"Fourth Brother, I really shouldn’t go in." Shannon Everett shrank back, her eyes filled with fear and timidity. "If people see me, they’ll just insult me again..."

Hearing this, Lucas Everett’s heart ached for her.

Shannon used to be the young miss of the Everett Family, brimming with confidence wherever she went.

But now, she was a pariah everyone despised, reduced to this timid, cowardly state.

’It’s all Sienna Everett’s fault!’

"Don’t be afraid, Shannon. Fourth Brother is here! No one will dare to bully you! Guests at this gala can bring family, so you’re coming in with me!"

"Fourth Brother, you’re so good to me, I..."

Tears welled up in the corners of Shannon Everett’s eyes, making her look like she was so moved she was about to cry.

Using her own disadvantages and vulnerability to win the sympathy and pity of the Everetts was a trick she had understood since childhood.

As they were speaking, Lucas Everett saw Isabelle Sutton walking over in the distance, and his heart leaped with joy.

As a celebrity, Isabelle Sutton had also been invited to the gala.

"Isabelle!" Lucas Everett immediately went to greet her.

Isabelle Sutton, wearing a champagne-colored evening gown, froze for a moment upon seeing Lucas Everett. Then, her brow furrowed slightly, and she continued walking toward the banquet hall without breaking stride.

"Isabelle!" Lucas Everett reached out to block her way, his eyes filled with pain. "Are you just going to ignore me from now on?"

"That’s a question you should probably ask yourself."

Isabelle Sutton was hurting, too. The fondness she once had for Liam Lynn was matched only by the pain she felt seeing Lucas Everett now.

If Lucas Everett wasn’t Sienna’s fourth brother, then she and Lucas...

But alas, there were no what-ifs.

"Isabelle, I’ve been looking for you for two whole years. Does what we had mean less than your friendship with Sienna Everett?"

"Of course it does," Isabelle Sutton answered without a moment’s hesitation.

She had first met Sienna Everett at a National Style Dance competition. Just before going on stage, she had nearly fallen, and it was Sienna who had reached out to steady her.

She still remembered how, a while back, she had casually mentioned that she loved an evening gown designed by Kian but couldn’t afford it because it was too expensive. Sienna Everett had then gifted her a gown worth nine million.

That kind of bond couldn’t be erased just because Lucas Everett questioned its worth.

"Isabelle..." Lucas Everett’s expression was grim. "What do I have to do for you to treat me like you used to?"

Isabelle Sutton took a deep breath. "Unless you apologize to Sienna and promise to never bully or insult her again..."

"Impossible!" Lucas Everett cut her off sharply. "Why should I apologize to Sienna Everett?! She’s the one who wronged the Everett Family and me! She’s the ungrateful one! Sienna Everett is the one who should be apologizing!"

"You..." Isabelle Sutton stared at him in disbelief.

’This Lucas Everett is a lost cause.’

No longer willing to waste her breath, Isabelle Sutton turned and walked into the banquet hall.

"Fourth Brother, who was that...?" Shannon Everett had watched the entire exchange, a strange feeling in her heart.

’Isn’t that Isabelle Sutton friends with that bitch Sienna Everett? How does she know Fourth Brother?’

’And from the looks of it, Fourth Brother seems to really like her...’

"Fourth Brother, is that my future sister-in-law?" Shannon Everett asked, making a playful remark on purpose.

Lucas Everett was pleased to hear that. "Shannon, you really are the best sister! You’re right. She will definitely be your sister-in-law one day!"

Shannon Everett bit her lip, her eyes filled with a pitiable look. "But after Fourth Brother has a sister-in-law, will you still be as good to me as you are now? I’m so afraid you’ll only like your wife and not me anymore..."

"Of course not!" Lucas Everett reached out and patted the top of Shannon Everett’s head. "Shannon, you’re the only sister I acknowledge. Who else would I be good to, if not you? The sister-in-law I find in the future will be good to you, too. That just means you’ll have one more person to dote on you!"

"Fourth Brother, you’re the best! You’re my favorite brother!"

...

Inside the banquet hall.

Sienna Everett was chatting casually with Lawrence when she saw Isabelle Sutton approaching and greeted her with a radiant smile.

Logically, given Orion Hawthorne’s status, he would have been invited to this gala as well. Unfortunately, he had a commercial to shoot and the timing was off, so he couldn’t make it.

Isabelle Sutton happily hugged Sienna Everett.

Seeing Ian Prescott standing to the side, Isabelle Sutton smiled shyly. "Mr. Prescott, hello."

Ian Prescott nodded, his posture exuding a casual indifference. "Hello."

In attendance at the gala were not only famous race car drivers but also many A-list celebrities, so reporters had long since been filming with their cameras raised.

Seeing that Sienna Everett knew Lawrence, a few reporters began to discuss it quietly amongst themselves out of curiosity.

"That’s strange. I used to follow racing, and I know that this Mr. Lawrence once formed a team with the God of Racing, Zephyr. How does Sienna Everett even know people from the racing world?"

"You’re just out of the loop. Not only does Sienna Everett know Lawrence, she can race cars too!"

"Whoa, for real?"

"It was at the recent race in Meridia, Yesteria. Sienna Everett competed against Lucas Everett on the spot. Didn’t you guys see the reports? I’ve even got a video of the race. Come look if you don’t believe me!"

It wasn’t an official competition, just a private bet between the two, so there wasn’t much news coverage.

If you weren’t interested in racing, you’d be even less likely to have noticed.

As soon as they heard there was a video of the race, the surrounding reporters immediately gathered to watch.

At the start of the race, Lucas Everett was in the lead. But then, Sienna Everett overtook him with a beautiful, clean drift. After that, she began a cat-and-mouse game, giving Lucas countless opportunities to pass, but he just couldn’t manage it.

"Holy shit, Sienna Everett’s racing skills are this good?" one reporter exclaimed, his eyes glued to the screen. "That drift and fishtail was so awesome! I think I’m falling in love with her!"

"So intense! So thrilling! Even I’m getting excited, and I don’t even care about racing!"

"Wait a minute, that drift and fishtail of Sienna Everett’s..." An older reporter suddenly furrowed his brow in confusion.

"What’s wrong? Is there a problem with the drift? It was so badass! Clean and sharp, even better than a pro racer!"

The older reporter explained, "I used to specialize in studying the races of the God of Racing, Zephyr. I’m very familiar with Zephyr’s racing style. Sienna Everett’s drift... why does it feel so much like Zephyr’s style? No, it’s not just ’like’ it. It’s exactly the same!"

"Holy shit, are you sure you’re not mistaken?!"

The older reporter replayed the video, watched it carefully once more, and then said thoughtfully, "No. I’m absolutely certain."

A reporter next to him swallowed in disbelief. "Are you saying... that Sienna Everett is the God of Racing, Zephyr? The God of Racing is a woman?!"