Elbert never made a bad deal. If Bernard wanted to change the stakes, he better offered something of equal value in return.
"You want to change the rules? Sure, no problem. But during the race, your wife has to ride shotgun on my bike."
Elbert patted the back seat of his bike and gave Bernard a challenging look.
"Elbert, don't push your luck!"
The veins on Bernard's clenched fist bulged. He was itching to walk over and knock Elbert down a peg.
"Then we won't change the rules!"
He had already won the draw; the stakes should be according to his terms. Why should they change them?
Eleanor knew Elbert. Win or lose, his aim was to ruffle Bernard's feathers.
Only by changing the stakes and letting Bernard win could she avoid having to kiss Elbert, and Bernard wouldn't be violated by someone else.
She believed that her husband made this proposal because he was confident he could win. But Elbert wasn't easy to deal with, so they had to offer something in return.
Eleanor looked at Elbert, who seemed a bit shady, let go of Bernard's hand, and quickly walked towards him.
"Fine, I'll ride on your bike. Let's start the race!"
With her words, everything was decided. Bernard didn't even have time to stop her.
"Eleanor, what are you doing?"
Eleanor looked back at Bernard and signaled with her eyes that he should not worry.
"Sweetheart, you have to give it your all. You must win!"
Bernard's furrowed brows relaxed, seemingly understanding Eleanor's intentions.
Though he didn't know what she was up to, Bernard trusted Eleanor unconditionally.
After reassuring Bernard, Eleanor clenched her fist and punched Elbert in the back.
"Give me a helmet!"
Elbert winced, looking back at Eleanor in pain.
"What the hell did you eat growing up to be so strong?"
"People!"
"..."
Elbert took off his helmet and handed it to Eleanor, showing her how to wear it properly. Then he turned to Bernard on the other side.
"How about you take my girl instead?"
"Get on!"
Eleanor put on her helmet and grabbed the back seat of the bike.
"Hold me!"
"No!"
Eleanor would rather hold onto the bike's handle than hold him.
Elbert saw this and gave her a cold glare.
"If you get thrown off and seriously injured, it would have been better if you died when you jumped into the sea last time!"
Eleanor: ...
But she still didn't hold him; she just clutched his clothes tightly.
Elbert didn't bother arguing with her and quickly started the bike.
On the track, there were officials in charge of the race.
After checking both vehicles and ensuring everything was in order, the official returned to the starting line.
The official began the countdown, then raised the gun and fired into the night sky!
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