The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress (Citrine) novel Chapter 648

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jonah let out a mocking laugh. “Forget it. If you’re too scared, just pretend I never said anything.”

It was obvious to everyone—Jonah had come prepared.

Monica frowned, trying to intervene. “No way, Wade. Don’t let him get to you.”

She paused, then threatened, “If you say yes, I’m telling your aunt as soon as we get home.”

Curry chimed in, “Wade, Jonah’s lost his mind, but that doesn’t mean you have to go crazy with him.”

Townsend added, “If he’s challenging you to race at Skysunder Ridge, you can bet he’s planned this out. Don’t just walk into a death trap.”

Everyone was trying to talk him down—everyone except Citrine.

Wade had to admit, their words made him hesitate. But the humiliation was burning in his chest—he couldn’t swallow it down.

He shot back, anger flaring in his eyes, “Fine. A race it is. I’m not scared of you.”

Jonah’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Tomorrow morning, eight o’clock. Skysunder Ridge. Don’t be late.”

With that, Jonah strode off, his whole crew swaggering after him.

Once they were gone, Monica rounded on Wade. “Have you lost your mind? He picked Skysunder Ridge for a reason—he’s ready for this. You racing him there is basically suicide!”

“You know what kind of place Skysunder Ridge is. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten.”

She took a shaky breath, voice tight with frustration. “Have you forgotten what happened there all those years ago—the Skysunder Ridge Incident that made headlines everywhere?”