Chapter 212 Today y wasn’t about drawing loneliness from the smoke, it was pure, unadulterated rage Lowell let out a sigh and made his way over trying to mediate the situation. to cool off, she’ll come “Don’t take it to heart with Ms. Thome. It’s normal for her to be against you today. Just give her some time to cool of around” “Cool off? When has she ever not been against me? When someone fundamentally dislikes you, even breathing can seem like a mistake!” Lowell was at a loss for words, sensing the heavy bitterness in the air. “I know it’s tough on you, and honestly, neither you nor Ms. Thome are at fault hem. It’s Allegrol She’s really crossed the line this time!” At the mention of Allega. Tarquin took a fierce drag of his cigarette, his face clouded with a menacing aura “Take Larry to the racetrack!” Larry, Allegra’s husband, and Lionel’s father, was the unfortunate target this time. Soon, Tarquin’s racetrack was filled with the sounds of eene screams. Larry ran like a man possessed on the track, constantly looking back in terror. “Help! Somebody, please help!” A car chased him like a bolt of lightning, coming dangerously close every second. Larry fell to the ground, screaming in sheer panic, “Ah, ah, ah- Allegra, seated in the stands, watched everything unfold with horror. “Tarquin, you monster! He’s your uncle! If you dare to hurt him, there will be hell to pay! I’ll kill you myself!” She tried to rush forward but was firmly held back by two bodyguards. Tarquin, with a cold and ruthless expression, was in the driver’s seat. The car narrowly missed Larry, who scrambled to get up and continue running. With a skillful drift. Tarquin tumed the car around and charged at Larry again.. The car grazed Larry, knocking him down and scraping off a layer of skin from his face. Wincing in pain, Larry struggled to his feet, only to see Tarquin bearing down on him once more The sleek, dark sports car was like a beast, relentlessly pursuing Larry with its jaws wide open. Larry was petrified, desperately looking to Allegra for help. “Allegra, help me! Please, help me! Tarquin’s lost it. He’s completely lost it!” “Tarquin!” Allegra’s cries were hysterical, but beyond crying, she was powerless. Tarquin made another approach, she was trembling so much she couldn’t even swear, joining Larry in his screams of terror. Tarquin chased Larry around the track for over half an hour Allegra screamed herself hoarse in the stands, eventually losing her voice. At one point, both she and Larry fainted from fear, only to be revived with buckets of ice water. Tarquin forced the couple into a cruel game: one to run, the other to watch He was like an executioner, toying with their lives on the track, every moment filled with thrilling danger It wasn’t until he felt his anger sufficiently vented that he finally stopped. Larry was so scared he wet himself multiple times, a complete mess Allegra ran over, a shadow of her former self, no longer the dignified lady but a terrified mess. Tarquin stepped out of the car, removed his helmet, and looked down at them with disdain, Tm only going to warn you once. Touch Elysia again, and you’ll relive today’s ordeal every single day. Don’t test me.” He then took Lowell’s phone, uploaded the video to the Bradford family’s group chat, and walked away without another word. The Bradford family’s chat was silent as a grave. The entire family was petrified. They had all seen the video, yet no one dared to speak.