Chapter 470 - 469: A Fine Pair of Socialist Brotherhood

He carefully assessed his own position and, for the time being, didn’t dare to make a move against Keith Coleman.

It would be one thing if Keith Coleman was one of Master Rockwell’s men.

However, judging by Keith Coleman’s ruthlessness, he was probably one of Shawn Fisher’s people.

He thought about the fates of Rhona Hughes and Raymond Ford. It was a dog-eat-dog fight, and in the end, they both ended up in jail. Neither of them got away unscathed.

Although he was overwhelmed with cleaning up the mess, he was still in a much better position than Rhona Hughes and Raymond Ford. For now, he could only swallow his anger.

...

On the track, the first round of the race was over. Out of thirty-two drivers, seventeen had been eliminated.

One driver had crashed and gotten injured due to a mistake, making the spectators in the stands extremely nervous.

Jasper Rockwell had only wanted to land a sponsorship, but he never expected to land a formidable opponent instead.

His final opponent would very likely be Zane Langdon, and beating him seemed like it would be a real struggle.

He was kicking himself.

During the break, he sidled up to Zane Langdon and offered him a lollipop.

"Zane... C’mon, Zane... I really, really want that medal."

"Earn it with your skill." Zane Langdon took the lollipop, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth before looking down to adjust his pant leg.

"You took my candy, so you have to go easy on me! Who knew that even after so many years away from the track, you’d still be this good? Give a guy a break!"

Jasper Rockwell crossed his arms and leaned against the nearby iron railing.

He had a belt tied around his waist, and from this angle, it looked even slimmer than Master Rockwell’s.

They wore the same racing suit, but Zane Langdon’s style was completely different from his.

"I want to ask you a question," Zane Langdon said suddenly.

"If I answer your question, does that mean you’ll let me win?" Jasper Rockwell suddenly stepped forward, his fingers playing with the golden medal on Zane Langdon’s suit.

"I want it so bad."

Zane Langdon pushed his hand away, his expression cold.

"Fine, fine. Ask away. Go ahead and ask. I won’t set any conditions."

Zane Langdon straightened his suit and stood up, meeting Jasper Rockwell’s gaze.

"Jasper, did you get close to me because of Melody Monroe?"

"Of course not!" Jasper Rockwell immediately shot back. "What are you thinking, Zane? You think the person I like is Melody Monroe?"

Zane Langdon: ...

’Isn’t it?’

’If it’s not because of Melody, then why?’

Suddenly, Jasper Rockwell leaned toward him, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

Jasper bumped into him, and he reflexively raised a hand to steady Jasper’s shoulder. For a moment, it looked as if they were hugging.

The camera suddenly panned over and froze on the two of them.

"The next thrilling round of the race is about to begin! The drivers on the track are all revved up and ready to go... uh... and it looks like some drivers are giving each other some encouragement. What a fine example of brotherly love!"

Hearing the commentator’s words, Zane Langdon’s fingers recoiled as if shocked, and he immediately shoved Jasper Rockwell away.

Jasper Rockwell looked completely baffled for a moment. Then, noticing the camera was pointed right at them, he threw an arm over Zane Langdon’s shoulder and waved.

The stands instantly erupted with shouts and cheers.

"I was just shipping him and Melody Monroe, and now I turn around and see this! I think I’m gonna pass out from excitement!"

"AAAAAAH! I can’t take it anymore, I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole! My poor heart! It can’t handle this! I’m actually imagining my ’husband’ in *that* kind of relationship with someone else!"

"Master Rockwell is such a total uke! But I love him like this! Seeing him lean on my ’husband’ like that, I actually feel like I’m getting my sweet moment!"

"AH! AAAAAAAH!"

The netizens’ attention suddenly shifted to Zane Langdon and Jasper Rockwell.