Phone Rang

To brainwash him into changing his thoughts? That would never do. The more Felicia thought about it, the more unwilling she felt. Just then, her phone rang. The caller was the man who had brought her to the racing competition, Timothy Quinlan! Ever since she met Timothy on the street some time ago, he had been trying to win her over. Of course, Felicia would never take a liking to such a stepson. Not only was he ugly, but he wasn't, too, incapable. The only point Felicia liked about him was the fact that he obeyed her every word. That was the reason why Felicia had followed Timothy to the racing site. She never would have expected to run into Lucille. Hiding in the crowd witnessing the intimate interaction between Lucille and Joseph, the thought of tampering with Lucille's brake surfaced in her mind. Who would have thought that it was all for nothing?! Felicia clasped the bill in her hand and endured the disgust in her heart as she answered the call. "Hello? Timothy..." On the other en