Aline felt herself on the brink of madness.

She turned to Ruth and demanded, “What's going on? Find out what happened! Why did Zack come to the competition?"

Ruth's face had turned pale, her hands trembling as she fumbled for her phone and dialed the club owner's number.

“Nate, didn't you assure me that Zack wouldn't be racing today? Yes, he's here. Nate, you... You... You bastard!"

With frustration, Ruth tossed her phone away.