"This lunatic!" Shawn’s face went pale. "He’s trying to take us both down!" Sloane’s grip on the wheel didn’t waver; her eyes were razor sharp. "Hold on tight." Ahead loomed the lighthouse turn—a nearly 180-degree hairpin curve with nothing beyond it but a hundred-meter drop into the ocean. Victor swerved again, trying to block her path. Just as their cars were about to collide, Sloane yanked the handbrake and spun the steering wheel in one flawless motion. The car drifted sideways, tires screaming against the asphalt as blue smoke trailed behind. It slid around Victor’s Lamborghini with millimeter precision and crossed the finish line just as Victor’s car fishtailed violently, stopping half a meter from the cliff’s edge. Sloane’s car rolled to a smooth halt at the finish. Shawn collapsed in his seat, clutching his chest. "I—my heart—oh my God…" Victor stumbled out of his car, his face white as chalk. He staggered toward Sloane, then dropped to one knee. "I concede… I’ve never seen anyone drive like that in my life." Sloane looked down at him coolly. "Then keep your word." Victor, however, leaned closer, a strange light flickering in his eyes. "Tell me your name. I have to know the woman who drives like that." Shawn quickly stepped between them. "Hey, a deal’s a deal! You lost—remember?" Victor ignored him, still staring at Sloane in awe. "I’ve never met anyone so beautiful… and fearless." "Let’s go," Sloane said, patting Shawn’s shoulder. "We’re done here." On the drive back, Shawn’s phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. He glanced at it and groaned. "That idiot Victor is already asking around, trying to find out who you are." Sloane was unbothered. "Let him. He’ll get bored soon enough." "But seriously…" Shawn sneaked a glance at her profile. "Your driving back there was insane. You scared the life out of me—but in a good way." Sloane shrugged lightly. "I’ve faced worse. There used to be someone even crazier."She didn’t elaborate, but for a moment her thoughts drifted back to the Medicine Valley—the quiet mountains, her teacher’s patient voice. Once everything was over, she wanted to take Lucas there, to rest and live peacefully for a while. Back at the Oliver family estate, Shawn burst into the living room, practically vibrating with excitement. "You’ll never believe what just happened! Sloane was amazing!" Lucas, sitting by the window with his arm bandaged, looked up. "What happened?" "She humiliated that jerk Victor completely!" Shawn threw himself onto the sofa beside Lucas. "The guy tried to ram us off the cliff, and Sloane just—boom!—drifted around him like something out of a movie. He nearly drove himself off the edge!" Lucas frowned slightly, his gaze sliding toward Sloane as she entered. "You’re not hurt?" Sloane shook her head, smiling faintly. "Not even a scratch." "The best part," Shawn continued, waving his arms animatedly, "is that Victor’s totally obsessed now! He’s asking everyone who she is—he’s completely lost it—"Realizing he’d said too much, Shawn froze and covered his mouth, shooting Lucas a nervous glance. "Uh… I mean, it’s just him being delusional. Sloane didn’t even look at him." Lucas chuckled softly and reached over, sitting down beside her. "Relax. The girl I love being that impressive? I’d worry more if people didn’t notice her."