Chapter 471 - 470: Taking Advantage of Evan Fairchild as Well

"Oh my god, this scene! I’m obsessed!"

"I give you my blessing! Just get married right here, right now!"

"No, don’t go gay on me! If you do, I’ll have to carry an oxygen tank just to leave the house!"

The two on the racetrack had no idea what was happening off the course.

Jasper Rockwell was still gleefully pestering Zane Langdon, but a strange feeling stirred in Zane’s heart.

’Jasper isn’t doing this for Melody Monroe, so that means...’

He immediately banished the thought.

’Impossible! It absolutely can’t be what I’m thinking!’

The race resumed. Zane Langdon pulled on his helmet, completely blocking Jasper Rockwell’s gaze.

Jasper Rockwell grabbed his helmet and walked over to his car.

’Zane Langdon is so petty, isn’t he? It’s just a medal. He won’t even let me have it!’

’Today, I’ll win this medal with my own skill!’

Another wave of cheers erupted from the stands.

"The race is about to start again," Silas Rockwell said, a hint of amusement in his voice. It was so late; Evan Fairchild probably wasn’t coming.

’What a boring bet. The outcome is a foregone conclusion.’

"How much longer till this is over?" Shawn Fisher had already lost interest in watching; he had no taste for this kind of thing.

If he hadn’t needed to handle some business in Rockwellburg, he wouldn’t have bothered coming.

’That Evan Fairchild... if he’s really a no-show, I’m going to lose big time!’

Melody Monroe sat wedged between the two titans, her breathing growing shallow. She didn’t dare make a sound or even move.

They had her completely blocked in. If she wanted to leave, one of them would have to get up and let her out.

She wondered which one of them would be easier to ask to move.

’Master Rockwell seems like the more approachable one, right?’

’Even if I don’t actually leave, I can use it as an excuse to switch seats. Anything would be better than being sandwiched between these two titans.’

Melody Monroe glanced up at Silas Rockwell several times before finally mustering the courage to speak. "Excuse me, Mr. Rockwell?"

"Calling me Mr. Rockwell is so formal. Didn’t I tell you before? Just call me Second Brother."

Melody Monroe was speechless.

Shawn Fisher glanced at Silas Rockwell. ’Sly fox,’ he thought. ’He’s even managing to get one over on Evan Fairchild.’

’Making Melody Monroe call him Second Brother?’

’Does he have no shame?’

’Evan Fairchild is about the same age as us, but he’s a generation above us in seniority, and he milks it for all it’s worth! Melody Monroe is his woman, so naturally, she should be in that senior generation too.’

"Second Brother, may I please get by?" Melody Monroe forced out the words.

Only then did Silas Rockwell stand up and make way for her.

’Ah, hearing her call me Second Brother is so satisfying!’

Melody Monroe quickly hurried away, feigning a trip to the restroom.

A few minutes later, she headed back toward the stands.

On her way back, she deliberately walked to the row behind the two men and sat down in a corner. However, just as she got settled, someone sat down next to her.

She looked up and nearly fell out of her chair.

’Evan Fairchild!’

Seeing her body tip sideways, Evan Fairchild quickly reached out and steadied her in her seat.

"What are you doing here?" Melody Monroe’s mind was in complete chaos.

’Did they plan this? Why has every single one of them shown up!’

The moment the media spotted Evan Fairchild, they erupted into another frenzy of picture-taking.

What was in the air today?

Even Evan Fairchild had shown up!

Just what in the world was Melody Monroe’s relationship to these three men?

The internet had only just calmed down for a moment before Evan Fairchild’s appearance crashed the servers!

This drama just keeps getting juicier!

Regardless of which one was actually her rumored boyfriend, one thing was clear: Melody Monroe had some seriously powerful backing.

The patron she’d latched onto was a true heavyweight!