The Abandoned Wife's Priceless Brilliance

Three years later, a stunning woman in a red slip dress walked through an airport in Blaever and immediately drew everyone's attention.

Her beauty was impossible to ignore. With such an attractive and charming face, she seemed to bring new light into the entire airport as soon as she appeared.

Every part of her face looked perfect. Her narrow eyes curved upward with a quiet charm, her nose had a fine shape, and her full lips carried a soft pink shade. Together, those features formed an unforgettable face.

The dress perfectly showed off her full curves. Her eye-catching pink hair reached her waist and rested loosely across her shoulders.

"Hailey!" called Maren Campbell in a cheerful voice. The equally beautiful woman was Hailey's friend, and she hurried over before wrapping Hailey in a tight hug. "It's so good to have you back."

The gorgeous woman was indeed Hailey. Only three years earlier, she had been overweight and constantly mocked because of the way she looked.

Since then, she had lost all the extra weight. The harsh red mark that once covered her left cheek had also vanished.

Once they were inside the car, Hailey lowered the vanity mirror. She took a bottle of special liquid in one hand and started drawing a red mark over her beautiful face.

When Maren noticed what she was doing, she couldn't stop herself from asking, "Hailey, do you really plan to keep hiding how you truly look?"

"I do," Hailey replied without emotion. "I still don't know who injected those hormones into me. I also haven't discovered who poisoned me and left that red mark across my face. Until I uncover the truth, I'll keep this fake mark."

A few moments later, the ugly red mark had returned to her cheek. The intentional flaw completely hid the beauty underneath it.

"There's another reason," Hailey added. "Some people abroad already know Seren Morphew's appearance. I can't allow anyone to discover that Seren Morphew and Hailey Holden are one person."

Maren laughed when she heard that. "You're right. Seren has become a surgeon known around the world. If people learned that she was actually Hailey, they would crowd outside your door for months."

Hailey remained calm despite her friend's words. After waiting for a moment, she asked, "What happened to Gavin? Why did he need me back here so badly?"

Maren rolled her eyes. "He and Derek are fighting again. They arranged another race, but this time, they're betting their race cars. Gavin has already lost against Derek twice. One more defeat will destroy his reputation. You know that car means everything to him. Still, he doesn't stand a chance against Derek's driving skills. Luckily, they agreed that either of them could choose another driver to race in their place. Of course, Gavin called you because he needs you to save him."

Hailey smiled after hearing the explanation, but there was no warmth in her smile.

At first, she hadn't planned to get involved. However, learning that Derek was part of the race changed everything. There was no chance she would miss it now.

Hearing Derek's name made her expression turn cold. Her gaze became as hard as ice.

"Let's get moving," Hailey said without emotion. "Take me to the racetrack."

"All right." Maren agreed as she shifted the car into drive.

...

The racetrack twisted along the mountainside and climbed from the starting point into the thick forest covering the higher slopes.

Located beyond the city, it was an international Grade Two circuit. The full track stretched for only 2.4 miles, yet drivers had to face eight separate turns.

At that time, a group of rich young elites had gathered around Gavin. "Gavin, are you honestly confident about this? Can your replacement driver actually handle the race? Derek has already beaten you twice. If you fail again, people will never stop laughing about it."

Arrogance covered Gavin's face as he gave a mocking snort. "Keep quiet and enjoy the race! I found someone who'll leave that bastard Derek choking on dust. There's no chance I'm losing this time!"

A contemptuous laugh suddenly broke through the crowd. "You're sounding pretty sure of yourself, Gavin. I'm looking forward to this. Hopefully, your latest helper is not like the last one, who only made empty threats."

Every person turned toward the three people who had entered through the racetrack entrance.

The group consisted of two men and one woman.

Derek had been the one who spoke, but no one paid much attention to him. Instead, every gaze settled on the man walking in the middle. His powerful presence and refined manner immediately set him apart from everyone else.

He stood tall and had the solid, muscular body of a professional athlete.

His sharply shaped face was handsome and cold. Such striking perfection made it nearly impossible for anyone to look elsewhere.

"Mr. Ford." The wealthy young elites greeted him with respect.

Samuel gave them one careless glance before turning his attention away.

Derek looked back at Gavin. "Well, Gavin, where's that incredible driver you brought in?"

Gavin simply laughed. Then he raised his chin toward the entrance behind them. "Perfect timing. Here comes my driver."

The entire group turned toward the racetrack entrance.