Chapter 756:
Robin’s heart dropped like a stone. He was certain Christina’s car had gone up in flames. The pain stabbed through him, hollowing him out. Gripped by frantic desperation, he bolted toward the blazing track.
But with the fire still roaring and a second explosion looming, a team of burly security guards sprang in front of him, cutting him off.
“Sir, for your safety, you cannot enter the track now,” the head guard stated coldly.
“I said, move!” Robin growled through clenched teeth, each word sharp and loaded with fury.
“I’m sorry, but this is the rule of the life-and-death arena. You cannot enter.” The guards remained unfazed by Robin’s fury.
Robin’s thoughts were spinning around Christina. He had to see her with his own eyes—whether she was alive or not. If he’d known she was going to be this reckless, he wouldn’t have hesitated for so long. If only he’d arrived earlier, maybe he could’ve stopped her from signing her own death sentence. Why did she have to be so stubborn—so prideful—and end up like this?
“I’m warning you—get out of my way!” Robin shouted, his voice breaking with emotion, his eyes bloodshot and blazing.
“I’m afraid I can’t comply,” the head guard answered, his tone as cold as before.
Seeing that the wall of guards had no intention of moving, Robin’s rage exploded. A deadly fire sparked in his eyes. “Then don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Without another word, he charged forward and launched into a fierce brawl with the guards.
Just then, the giant screen’s camera panned to their location.
“Who’s that guy? Why’s he throwing punches at the guards?”
“He’s dashing! But he looks heartbroken. Is he related to Alfred or something?”
“No way! That’s Robin—future heir to the Miller family in Kitaso. Why would he cry over Alfred?”
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“Then who’s he here for? That woman?”
“Can’t be. Christina’s not dead. What’s he losing it for? Still, he’s absolutely stunning! That face, that build—and look at those moves! He’s got serious style!”
As soon as Christina stepped out of the race car, her gaze was instantly drawn to a figure flickering across the towering screen.
Her brow furrowed slightly, just enough to betray a flicker of concern, and without wasting a second, she climbed into the special vehicle assigned to the life-and-death arena, curtly instructing the staff to drive her over.
The arena stretched endlessly before her—walking would’ve taken an eternity to reach Robin.
Her sudden movements caught the eyes of the crowd and set off a fresh wave of murmurs.
“Does Christina know Robin? They’re around the same age and both look like movie stars. Could they be a couple?”
“Wow! If they really were together, they’d be the dream pair!”
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