"So what exactly is the surprise you guys have prepared for me?"

Olivia sat obediently in the passenger seat, she didn't even forget to put on her seat belt.

The scenery outside the window was receding fast, this was not a road she was familiar with, the vehicle had been driving for a long time, or at least had left the city and reached the outskirts.

But she had little patience, and if the surprise didn't give her a reason to stay, she would probably just turn around and leave.

Because she didn't want to leave her own room; a wounded animal should stay in its lair.

But her best friends clearly didn't want to leave Olivia alone to let her lick her wounds any longer.

The driver was Nola, with short, flame-red hair and sharp eyes hidden behind thin black-rimmed glasses. She was a kindergarten teacher, but strangely enough she was not only able to keep her mischievous children in order at work, but she also had the extra time and energy in her life to help her friends get over their negative feelings. She was forever full of energy and didn't know what it felt like to be tired.

"You're going to love it, honey. No matter what you have to leave your room and go outside for some fresh air."

This time it was also at Nola's strong request that several of the best sisters living together took this group outing.

"If a man breaks you down, then I suggest you don't go near men in the future either."

Not bad for a quote from Nola, who could always be so combative while forever puffing up her chest.

Elsie handed over sandwiches from the back row, but Olivia and Nola both turned her down.

"Don't you want some? Honey? It takes strength to accept surprises, too."

Elsie was the chef of the team. With her long blonde hair coiled behind her head, her ever-present white shirt and blue jeans accentuated her natural affability.

She didn't like the lace on her dress, but loved the framed skirt on the cake so much she left her white-collar parents for that reason and lived with a few of the other girls.

The girl sitting next to her, who was so stylish that she was about to be out of place, was Amara, the only "celebrity" of the four girls in the room.

Her hair color this time was light pink, and every wave of her curly hair seemed to be carefully designed, and her delicate celebrity dress outlined her sexy body.

She was a small internet celebrity on Instagram and her daily routine was to share outfits and beauty with her followers.

Although her current popularity didn't require her to equip herself with bodyguards on her trips, occasionally some young girls were able to happily recognize Amara and ask for a photo with her.

At this point she finally put down her little mirror and looked out of the car.

"We'll be arriving at our destination soon, sweetheart, so if you'd like, you can close your eyes for a moment and look forward to the big gift we have prepared for you."

Olivia frowned, the large expanse of greenery rapidly flashing by outside the car window didn't give her much of a clue, but she was the only one in this car who didn't know what was going to happen next.

She frowned and closed her eyes.

A few turns, then the sound of parking, then the sound of the doors opening and closing.

The door on her side of the car was also opened and a hand grabbed her arm and carefully brought her out of the car.

Olivia's eyes were still closed at this point, and her good sisters led her not much further.

"There," was Amara's voice as she took her by the shoulders and pushed her to the front of the line, "Open your eyes, sweetheart, your surprise is just around the corner."

The light was a little harsh, and she squinted, trying to adjust to the blinding sunlight.

Then she blinked a few times and all her attention was drawn to the sight before her.

This was the No. 1 race track located on the outskirts of Plain City, and Olivia had seen the posters advertising the place. Also she was aware that it was not open to the public, so why did her sisters bring her here?

Amara was very pleased with the puzzled look in her eyes.

"It's an open house today, it's a rare opportunity, and I had a hard time getting it for you."

Olivia admitted the surprise was reason enough for her to stay.

"It's okay." She didn't want to show all of her true emotions.

The group immediately entered the race track, and Olivia saw what she expected to see: a wide field, a smooth and exciting track, and sports cars whizzing around the track.

She also saw a Mercedes Benz and two Ferraris, their motors roaring as they sped past like the wind.

She also noticed several other luxury cars parked at the entrance; there was nothing simple about today's open house.

Nola and Elsie went up to help.

But Olivia stayed where she was, her eyes completely drawn to the three luxury cars that reached the finish line, the doors opening and a tall man in a white racing suit stepping out of his Mercedes Benz first.

She unconsciously held her breath. She had to admit that this man was very bright.

The tailor-made racing suit outlined the man's sturdy and fit body. He looked like he might be 6'3" tall, and his broad shoulders and long, slender legs brought enough visual impact for her.

He took off his helmet and casually handed it to the staff beside him, his blond hair ruffled up on his forehead, both dashing and swimming.

He noticed her and flashed a smile towards her.

Olivia froze, she didn't have time to react, to be precise she was quickly interrupted by her best friend to pass on a friendly moment.

"Someone temporarily chartered this venue and didn't allow us to experience racing on the open day."

Amara angrily walked over and told her sisters the bad news.

"My God, why did this happen? Who the hell chartered this venue?"

As the protagonist of the outing, but the least frustrated of the four, as her thoughts had drifted away after the racer.

"It's Jaspar and his friend, it's said that recently they just came back from abroad, not long after they chartered this racing venue."

Nola looked around for a moment, seemingly trying to find the legendary people who could have chartered the entire racing venue.

Amara pointed her to a group in the distance, "That's him with the blond hair and the white racing suit."

Olivia also looked over to where it looked like a party was being held, with a dozen young men and women gathered around, Jaspar being the most prominent one.

This distance still allowed the other party to feel their gaze, and he also glanced in their direction.

Olivia once again withdrew her gaze.

"Some people have already gone back, do we have to wait here?"

The other girls all looked at Olivia, originally, this was a surprise for her, and this decision should be made by her as well.

So it was like this, it was the man who just got a very high opinion from her that ruined the sisters' surprise arrangement for her, Olivia suddenly had the courage to stand in front of that man.

"I'll go and negotiate."

She had already walked over to him, not giving the three remaining girls any time to react, she didn't give herself a chance to hesitate or regret.

She and Jaspar quickly closed the distance, and she noticed his blue eyes, beautiful without any reasoning. He even took two steps forward and they met outside the crowd.

Jaspar looked even more perfect up close, but this perfection wanted to shine on Olivia like a harsh sunlight, making her feel annoyed, so she showed a rare attitude of not to be messed with and claimed her deprived rights towards the prince in front of her.

"You've chartered the whole race track?"

"Yes, do you need help?" The prince's many virtues seemed to include amiability, and she had to admit that he had an absolutely sexy voice, and she was about to be fooled by him.

"But it's an open house, and you've made us come for nothing."

"I'm sorry." He shrugged, then cracked a smile.

But apologizing didn't work, otherwise why would Olivia have made the trip, and she was able to mentally simulate an apology for Jaspar.

She pointed to the visitors who lingered in the stands, all of whom had originally come here to experience racing.

"They came for the open house, just like me, but all of us had to sit down, and no one even bothered to tell us in advance that we didn't have to make a trip for nothing."

"Are you already cursing my shamelessness in your mind? Little princess?" Jaspar broke into a pleasant smile, and his friends behind him followed suit with laughter.

These laughs pulsed on Olivia's nerves, her current state of mind was well suited to make her a madwoman, but the remaining sanity wanted her to maintain the grace that belonged to a civilized person at the moment.

"If you're a gentleman, don't shut the racetrack down on opening day."

She snuck a hand into her pocket, feeling the pain of her nails embedded in her flesh, giving herself courage and sobering herself up.

The people around her quieted down, and Olivia heard her friends come up behind her as they whispered to her.

Jaspar curbed his flirtatious smile as he lowered his head a bit more and Olivia smelled the scent of the biting ice fountain.

"How am I not a gentleman? Don't rate me in your mind."

He spread his palms out in front of her, "I'll take you on a racing experience."

She looked back down at her friends, who were nodding frantically toward her.

She placed her hand on Jaspar's and was gripped tightly by him.

A car pulled up in front of them and he took her into the passenger seat.

The original driver got out and she turned around to see him sitting in.

"Drive a round first?"