My coldhearted ex demands a remarriage

Chapter 733:

Reece drove Carrie, Arion, and Marina to the racetrack.

The racetrack was located in the suburbs, nearly at the border of Isonridge and the neighboring city.

The drive was long, but Marina filled the car with her usual lively chatter. She produced snacks from her bag, handing them out enthusiastically, and even played a movie on her tablet. However, rather than watching it, she spent most of the time spoiling the plot and providing her own colorful commentary.

When they arrived, it was clear that Marina had planned everything in advance. From a distance, they could see a staff member waiting at the entrance of the racetrack, ready to greet them.

As Reece slowed the car to pull into the parking area, a bright red Ferrari sped past them and disappeared down the road toward the track.

Carrie’s gaze lingered on the convertible.

The woman in the passenger seat, wearing oversized sunglasses, looked vaguely familiar. Carrie squinted, trying to place her face, but the car was moving too quickly, and the image blurred from her memory.

For a moment, she tried to recall who it might have been, but the thought slipped away. She shook her head and looked back toward the racetrack.

Inside the red Ferrari, Torrie Herrera removed her sunglasses and glanced back toward the car they had just passed.

The driver, Dariel Alvarez, glanced at the rearview mirror.

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“That was the Morrison family car, wasn’t it?”

“Yes,” Torrie replied, adjusting her hair.

“I saw Marina in the passenger seat.” Her face had a thoughtful look.

Dariel chuckled.

“It’s no secret that the Webster family’s daughter has a thing for Reece. It’s only natural for her to be glued to his side.”

Torrie didn’t reply immediately, her expression contemplative. She finally said, “It’s no secret that Marina likes Reece, but when have you ever seen him take her out anywhere? Especially since she returned from abroad?”

Marina was, at her core, a simple and naive woman. Her charm lay in her bubbly personality, but beyond that, she had little else to offer. She relied heavily on her prestigious family background. In Torrie’s eyes, this made her completely unworthy of someone like Reece.

Dariel raised an eyebrow, considering her point.

“That’s true. She’s clearly interested in him, but he’s always kept his distance. Still, maybe he’s finally starting to warm up to her. Reece is at the age where marriage should be on the table. Maybe he’s trying to test the waters and build something with her.”

Dariel glanced at her from the corner of his eye, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.

“What’s wrong, Torrie? After all these years, haven’t you given up on Reece?”

Her body tensed at the question, but she quickly masked her reaction. She slid her sunglasses back on, her expression impassive.

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