"My dear brother is so considerate." Olivia Ward sat back in her seat with a bright smile, patting his shoulder.
This kid is younger than her, so calling him brother doesn't feel burdensome at all.
"I'm considerate in many ways, you better discover them properly." Alexander Franklin raised his eyebrows, his tone still casual but carrying a hint of alluring imagination.
Olivia was oblivious to any sort of allure, her gaze fixed on the racetrack.
Without realizing it, Olivia got caught up in the heat of the competition, and joined the crowd at the railing to watch the race.
Watching races doesn't mean much to Alexander; participating in them is exciting, but unfortunately, he's lost interest in competing.
Watching races is dull, but watching her is interesting.
To the extent that Alexander didn't notice the countless photos snapped of him watching Olivia.
On the racing forum.
Topics were all about #Alexander#, #Franklin'sEyeCandy#, #FranklinWithBeautyAtRace#.
