The True Lady Strikes Back novel (Cecilia and Christopher)

Chapter 79

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The second before the car hit Christopher, he swiftly dodged. At the same time, his elbow struck hard against the driver's side window, shattering it. Christopher ignored the scratches on his arm from the broken glass and punched the driver into a coma. Then, he opened the door and entered the car. Before he caused more casualties, he brought the car to a halt and took away the keys.

Cecilia had already called the police and was providing first aid to injured people.

Of course, she also had half her attention on Christopher.

When she saw that he was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and continued directing those who came to help with the rescue. The sound of sirens grew louder as the police approached, calming the frantic crowd.

Christopher limped over to Cecilia.

"Ceci, you should go to the competition. The police will be here soon. You can leave the rest to them."

Cecilia was covered in blood, her clothes stained.

When she saw that two seriously injured victims were still waiting to be rescued, she said, "We can't spare this moment. Let's save the injured first." "Okay."

Christopher was also trained in first aid and crouched down to assist.

Pain shot through his injured leg, causing him to furrow his brow.

Cecilia noticed, her gaze falling on his right leg, where she saw

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fresh blood trickling down his pants.

Her pupils constricted slightly as she asked with concern, "Is it a serious injury?"

"It's just a superficial wound, not serious."

After he said that, Christopher took over Cecilia's hand, lifting the injured victim's chin to facilitate better breathing.

Cecilia quickly composed herself and focused on staunching the bleeding of the injured.

After they dealt with the two seriously injured victims, police cars and ambulances arrived.

She/helped Christopher to his feet and looked in the direction. of the ambulance.

"You don't need to accompany me to the racing track. You should go on the ambulance to bandage your wound in the hospital." "I'm fine. The wound has already scabbed."

Cecilia pointed to Christopher's pants, which were soaked in blood, and said in a solemn tone, "You're still bleeding! Be good."

Christopher listened to her tone, which was like coaxing a child, smiled, and agreed, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"I'll help you get into the ambulance."

Cecilia supported Christopher's arm and walked toward the roadside.

Everyone saw that only three ambulances had arrived.

Regardless of whether they were lightly or seriously injured, as long as they could move, they rushed toward the ambulances, afraid of missing a spot. Chaos ensued once again.

Cecilia frowned and said, "Christopher, I'll take you to the hospital."

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Cecilia would pass by the hospital on her way to the racing track.

Just as Christopher was about to agree, the corner of his eye caught a glint.

A passerby who walked past Cecilia suddenly pulled out a switchblade and lunged at her.

When Christopher found out, the sharp blade was already close to Cecilia,

Christopher's pupils constricted suddenly. He immediately reached out to block and kicked the assailant away.

The passer-by was kicked down. Fortunately, Cecilia didn't get hurt.

However, Christopher's arm was slashed, creating a deep, long g*sh, and blood flowed profusely.

When Cecilia came to her senses, the crisis was over.

When she saw that the man was trying to escape, she kicked him in the temple, knocking him unconscious.

She tore a strip of cloth from the top and wrapped it tightly around Christopher's arm for emergency first aid.

Then she shouted to the medical staff, "Doctor, there's an injured person here!"

When he heard Cecilia's trembling voice, Christopher reached out and touched her head, teasing her intentionally, "You've been through a stormy road. My little injury can't scare you, right?" "It's different; you got hurt for me."

After she said that, Cecilia helped Christopher to his feet and joined the medical staff.

Christopher was soon taken into the ambulance.

When he saw that Cecilia also got in the ambulance, he asked, "You should go to the race. What are you doing here?"

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"The competition is held every year; I can participate next year. I'll accompany you to the hospital."

"I'm just injured, not dying. I don't need your company. Besides, their main purpose is to stop you from going to the race. If you don't go, you'll play right into their hands." When he saw Cecilia hesitating, Christopher smiled and added, "There are already enough injured people here; you don't need to occupy a spot. Go on."

With that, he handed the car keys to Cecilia.

"Drive my car there. The bodyguard will protect you and ensure your safety."

Cecilia took the car key and said word by word, "I will definitely win the race. Wait for my good news."

"Okay, although I can't go to the racing track, I will watch the livestream and cheer for you."

Christopher kissed Cecilia on her forehead. "Hurry up. Time is running out."

Cecilia hummed in acknowledgment, jumped out of the ambulance, and left quickly.

After she got into Christopher's car, which was parked at the entrance of the residential area, she drove quickly and arrived at the racing track in less than half an hour. Instead of immediately changing into her racing suit, she found Jackson and punched him in the face.

"Jackson, you completely annoyed me!"

After she said that, she left.

Jackson looked at Cecilia's back and spat blood.

"Is she crazy?"

But he was puzzled.

"What happened to Cecilia? Why is she covered in blood? Is

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she injured?" he wondered.

Many people had the same doubts as him.

Someone asked tentatively, "Mr. Yancey, based on what Ms. Yancey just said, is that blood on her due to you?"

At that, everyone looked at Jackson, expecting his answer. Jackson glared at the person who spoke. "Don't talk nonsense!"

That person, who had no evidence, didn't dare to continue speaking and forced out a smile.

"Mr. Yancey, I didn't mean anything. I just asked casually."

He then continued maliciously, "Mr. Yancey, Ms. Yancey's action in slapping you before the race is considered a violation. You can ask the International Automobile Federation to give her a warning."

Before Jackson could say anything, someone chimed in, "Don't make a fool of yourself by giving the wrong suggestion. Mr. Yancey went to trouble Ms. Yancey last night, which was also considered a violation. We can't also ask the International Automobile Federation to warn him, right?"

Someone suddenly realized. "So it's a cycle of cause and effect, a private grudge. Then there is no need to notify the International Automobile Federation."

Jackson's face darkened when he heard the remarks that mixed compliments with ridicule.

Previously, these people had been like loyal followers, showering him with flattery and compliments.

Now that he was embroiled in a scandal, they came to stomp

on him and mock him. It was indeed a fickle world!

He let out a cold snort, his thoughts drifting to the bottle of water he had added something to for Cecilia.

He wondered if she would drink it.

Meanwhile, Cecilia had cleaned her hands and changed into.

her racing suit.

She rarely showed her emotions, but her eyes were now ice-cold, radiating a solemn aura

It was evident that she got agitated.

A staff member came to inform her, "Ms. Yancey, there are ten minutes left. The race, is about to begin. Please proceed to the track."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Cecilia composed herself, picked up her helmet, and headed to the track.

As for the bottle of water on the table, she didn't drink it.

The race cars were already on the track.

Meanwhile, the other racers had taken their positions, waiting for Cecilia.

Once she arrived at her position, the organizing committee began explaining the race rules and safety measures.

These were words everyone had heard countless times, so no one paid much attention.

After about three minutes, they finally heard what they were waiting for.

"Racers, please get into your cars. The race is about to begin."

Cecilia had the worst starting position as she had joined the race at the last minute.

Jackson, on the other hand, was a five-time champion as a racer and had the best starting position.

There was quite a distance between them.

Before Cecilia got into her car, she raised her middle finger at Jackson.

Today, she was determined to make him lose!