Quincy quickly hung up and answered as if nothing had happened. “A friend is entering a design competition and has invited me to come along.”

After hearing that, Leonard seemed relieved. “I heard the investor of Centaurus is also joining the competition. I thought you were going to be his navigator...”

He paused and looked at her with soft affection. “Quincy, once you fully recover, come back and be my navigator again, alright?”

Quincy gave a faint mocking smile. Leonard was busy practicing with Cora and didn’t even know she had already completed her rehabilitation training.

“We can talk about it later,” she brushed him off.

There was nothing left for them in the future anymore.

Quincy’s leg wasn’t badly hurt, so she was discharged from the hospital that night.

Early the next day, she reached the training grounds on schedule and met Rocco.

He was much younger than she imagined, with a good figure and a face that was far too handsome.

Quincy greeted Rocco, then changed into a black racing suit and smoothly settled into the driver’s seat.

Rocco took the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt.

Quincy paused for a moment. “You’re my navigator?”

Rocco smiled as he handed her the helmet. “What, you don’t trust me?”

Quincy said nothing. She took the helmet, put it on, and started the engine.

The moment the racecar shot forward, Rocco instinctively grabbed the handrail.

A faint smile appeared on Quincy’s lips as she pressed hard on the accelerator.

She had not driven a race car in years, but the instincts carved into her bones had never faded.

She drifted cleanly through several sharp turns. The tires screeched against the ground, kicking up dust.

Rocco pressed his lips together slightly, his eyes darkening.

Not from fear, but from surprise.

“You’re far better than I expected,” he said.

The smile on Quincy’s lips deepened as she kept her eyes fixed ahead and sped toward the next turn.

After one lap, the race car came to a smooth stop at the finish line.

Rocco clapped his hands and smiled. “I take back my earlier words. You’re way better than I expected.”

Quincy took off her helmet, her long hair falling over her shoulders.

She was not treating this competition like a game.

She wanted the championship.

Rocco looked at her with a deep gaze as if he had already known her for a long time. “Why did you suddenly accept my invitation?”

After a short silence, Quincy calmly replied, “Because some things should belong to me again.”

If she had not discovered the truth behind the accident, maybe her greatest wish would have been staying by Leonard’s side as Mrs. Barnes and raising children with him.

But now, she only wanted to be herself.

During the next half month, Quincy went to the training ground every day without fail.

Rocco carefully worked with her during training, and over time, the two developed strong teamwork.

They understood each other without needing to speak. A single look or movement was enough.

After training that day, Rocco handed Quincy a bottle of water.

“The race is the day after tomorrow. Nervous?”

Quincy accepted it with a smile and shook her head. “No.”

She had waited a whole month for this day.

Rocco nodded softly before asking, “Quincy, have you ever thought about why I was so determined to sign you?”

Quincy looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

But Rocco said nothing more. Something unreadable flashed through his eyes.

Quincy did not press him for an answer. She was not curious. All she needed to do was to do her job properly.

On the way back to the villa, she received a news notification.

[Former racing genius Leonard announces his comeback, appearing publicly at the track with a new navigator.]

Below the headline was a photo.

Leonard and Cora stood beside the race car, their fingers tightly intertwined as they smiled at the camera.

Quincy stared at the photo with a calm expression that was almost frightening.

They would not be smiling for much longer. The police had already informed her that they would arrest them as soon as possible.

The next day, Quincy went to the race track to collect her number plate and ran into Cora.

“What are you doing here?” Cora glanced at Quincy from head to toe, her eyes full of mockery. “You can’t still be dreaming of becoming Leonard’s navigator, right?”

“Don’t worry,” Quincy said with a cold laugh. “No one is fighting you for him.”

Cora’s expression shifted slightly. “Quincy, do you know what Leonard told me last night?”

“He said that after the competition, he’s going to divorce you.”

She raised her hand in front of Quincy, the diamond ring on her finger shining under the sunlight.

Quincy’s eyes fell on the ring, and her heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.

Five years ago, Leonard used the same design when he proposed to her.

Back then, he told her he designed it himself and that it was one of a kind.

So even something called unique could still be copied.

Quincy suddenly smiled, not out of mockery, but at herself.

Cora frowned slightly. “What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing.” Quincy’s smile faded, and her hoarse voice sounded calm. “The ring is beautiful.”

After saying that, she turned to leave, but Cora suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

“You think I’m lying? Leonard will marry me. He definitely will!”

Quincy pulled her hand away and left behind one sentence. “Hope your wish comes true.” Then she walked away.

Cora stayed there, her face turning white then green, her eyes packed with jealousy and anger.

“A cripple, what’s there to be proud of!”

Quincy heard her, but she didn’t look back.

She was disabled, but disabled people could still win.

Today was her mother’s death anniversary. Quincy came to the cemetery alone and told her mother about the divorce happening soon.

When she left, she noticed the tire had been slashed.

Her eyelids twitched. Before she could think more about it, something heavy hit the back of her head, and she blacked out right away.

Quincy woke up after cold water was thrown onto her.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the bright light made her narrow them without thinking.

A strong ache came from the back of her head. She tried lifting her hand to touch it, only to realize both of her hands were tied behind her back.

Her sight slowly cleared, and she saw the bald man standing in front of her.

“You’re awake?” The bald man tossed the bucket aside and roughly pulled her hair. “Mrs. Barnes, sorry about this. Someone asked me to bring you here as a guest.”

He let go of her and started a video call.

After the call connected, he turned the screen toward Quincy. She saw Leonard, with Cora beside him.

Leonard’s face instantly darkened from the other side of the phone. “Quincy, what happened to you?!”

The bald man laughed and pointed the camera back at himself. “Mr. Barnes, don’t get worked up. I only brought your wife here because I need a little favor from you.”

Leonard clenched his teeth. “You work for Russell, right? If you’ve got a problem, come to me. Don’t touch Quincy!”

“Calm down.” The bald man smiled. “As long as you quit tomorrow’s RPC race, I’ll send your wife back right away.”

Leonard stayed quiet. Then Cora’s voice came from the phone. “Leonard, this race means a lot to you. You waited five years, and I waited five years too. We can’t give up now!”

Leonard still said nothing. Seeing that, the bald man harshly slapped Quincy. “Talk! Tell your husband to come save you, or I’ll kill you!”

The camera turned toward her again, and her eyes met Leonard’s.

She truly wanted to know, between the race and her, what Leonard would pick.

Seeing the hope in her eyes, Leonard suddenly felt his chest tighten.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Cora spoke again.

“Leonard, don’t trust her. She’s pretending! What kidnapping? She clearly worked with Russell to put on this act, all to stop you from racing!”

Leonard frowned. “Cora, stop saying nonsense.”

“I’m not saying nonsense!” Cora’s voice turned louder. “Think about it. How can things be this exact? Right before the race, she suddenly gets kidnapped. Not sooner, not later. If this isn’t an act, then what is?”

Leonard’s face slightly changed. When he looked at Quincy again, there was now some doubt in his eyes.

Cora kept speaking without stopping. “She’s angry because I took her place. She hates seeing you with me, so she’s using this dirty trick to stop you. She’s scared that once you go back to racing, you’ll slowly move further away from her. Leonard, wake up!”

Leonard’s heart suddenly tightened as he stared at Quincy.

She stayed still, quietly looking back at him.

The bald man spoke at the right time. “Mr. Barnes, I’m not here to waste time. Just answer me. Are you quitting the race or not?”

Leonard stayed quiet for a long while before finally speaking.

“Quincy, stop this already. I know you’re upset, but this race really matters to me.”

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of pleading. “After I win the championship, I’ll come back and stay with you, alright?”

Quincy smiled faintly, but the last bit of light in her eyes disappeared at once.

Leonard waited, but got no reply. Irritation flashed across his face. “Quincy, say something!”

Cora quickly spoke from the side. “Quincy, this isn’t the time to be angry with Leonard. You know better than anyone how important racing is to him.”

Quincy still stayed silent, the smile on her face turning colder and more mocking.

Leonard finally lost his patience. “Just go home first. After the race ends, I’ll come back and stay with you.”

After saying that, he directly ended the video call.

The bald man instantly got angry and kicked Quincy hard onto the floor.

“If Mr. Dixon didn’t interfere last time, Russell would never have agreed to delete those photos. This time, you won’t be that lucky again!”

While speaking, his phone suddenly rang. It was Russell calling. “Miss Crawford paid ten million to buy Quincy’s life.”

The bald man paused for a second before quickly replying, “Alright, I know what to do.”

After ending the call, he told his men to stuff Quincy into a sack and throw her into the ocean.

The freezing sea swallowed Quincy whole. She struggled desperately, but she only sank faster.

Her thoughts slowly became unclear. She couldn’t hear anything around her, only one familiar voice.

“Quincy, marry me!”

After that…

“I regret it. I suffer every single day.”

And then….

“Quincy, stop making things difficult. Once I win the championship, I’ll stay with you properly.”

So this was the man she gave her life to protect.

No, she wouldn’t die!

Quincy abruptly woke up, hatred burning in her eyes.

She tore the sack apart and forced herself to swim back to shore.

Nobody was around. Pulling her weak body forward, she headed to the police station to report what had happened.

When her statement ended, it was already the next morning.

Quincy returned to the villa. Right after her shower, her phone alarm rang.

It was time to head to the competition.

After changing clothes and getting ready to leave, Quincy received a call from Diana.

“Quincy, the divorce procedures are complete. You’re a good child. I hope everything goes well for you in the future.”

“I will.”

Right after hanging up, Quincy received a WhatsApp message from Leonard.

[Quincy, I’m about to compete soon. Wait for me to come back.]

A cold smile appeared on her lips. From now on, they no longer had any connection.

Quincy called the police and requested an investigation into her kidnapping.

After the call, she told the servants to throw all her belongings into the garbage station, then left without looking back.

The car slowly drove away. Looking at the scenery fading outside the window, there was not the slightest trace of attachment in Quincy’s eyes.

From that moment on, she would no longer be bound by love and affection.

She would cut ties with the past, once again walk the path of chasing her dreams, and live for herself.