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On the eve of our engagement, half my face was burned in a car race.
For three months, I endured the excruciating pain of skin grafts. My girlfriend stood by my side throughout my recovery, never leaving me.
Just as I emerged from the darkness and decided to get married, I discovered that my former rival not only escaped punishment but was now cozying up to my girlfriend, both of them smiling contentedly.
"Sorry you had to sleep next to that ugly freak, babe."
"It's okay. If it helps you achieve your dream, this small sacrifice means nothing. See? With him out of the picture, you're number one."
It turns out her presence wasn't to light my way, but to help the company cover up the truth.
I fled from her watchful eye, climbed into a luxury car, and decided to punish the guilty with my own hands.

The Accident That Scarred My Face, I Called Off the Engagement

The manager entered and saw me sitting there, slamming his hand on the desk.


"You dare come back? Look at the mess you've made of the company."


I stretched out my long legs, placing my feet directly on the desk, causing the manager to frown.


"Manager Frost, you've been pocketing quite a bit on the side, haven't you? I've earned so much for you, yet I don't see any improvements in the company's facilities or premises."


The manager put on a stern face, calling everyone into the conference room to witness my defiance.


"Come and see for yourselves. The team member I personally trained is now so high and mighty, daring to challenge me."


The team members glanced at each other, all taking the manager's side.


Some of them had been poor since childhood, unable to race without sponsorship.


"Lincoln, I remember you still owe your sponsor quite a bit of money, don't you? Besides riding for the company, what achievements do you have?"


Chapter 9