Chapter 839

Gasps rippled through the crowd. Jacob had just addressed Suzanne as "Ms. Yates". People exchanged glances, their shock evident. Jacob, known throughout the industry for his volatile temper and his trademark arrogance—someone who never showed deference to anyone—was now standing there, unusually well-behaved, addressing Suzanne with uncharacteristic respect. The contrast was jarring. Even if she was a miracle doctor and a top-tier designer, those titles meant nothing in the racing world. The only thing they respected was skill behind the wheel. Only real driving racers earned their respect. So what the hell was Jacob doing, acting so deferential toward a woman? Suzanne glanced at Jacob and asked calmly, "Is everything ready?" Her gaze swept across the scene before landing on a black race car out front. Jacob followed her line of sight and spotted the same car. His face lit up. "Ms. Yates, you really have sharp eyes. One look and you picked out the most valuable one here." He ran