Chapter 265

When Julian and Oliver finally arrived, they were greeted by quite the scene. Evelyn and Alexandra were sitting side by side on two metal barrels, shoulders nearly touching. Their posture? Unapologetically rebellious. Evelyn had propped her left leg up on another barrel. Alexandra mirrored her, just switched legs. Each one had a beer bottle in hand, resting lazily on their raised knee. Out on the rundown racetrack, Nathaniel looked utterly wrecked. His hands were tied behind his back, and a rope connected him straight to the back of a car. The poor guy was being dragged around like someone walking their dog. Since his hands were pulled behind him, he kept getting yanked backward, tripping over himself. The car would speed up, slow down, then speed up again. Nathaniel fell flat on his face more than once, scraping along the ground for several meters each time. Eventually, the car came to a stop. A few people nearby went over, picked him up, made him stand, then got ready for another rou