Chapter 313 I’ve Got a Surprise for You

Tilda suddenly walked off, cold as ice, leaving Harry and Santiago staring blankly.

“Hey, wait! About the arcade earlier–I was just showing off, okay? Can I at least get your number? Give me a chance!”

Harry was sure running into Tilda again had to be fate. This time, he wasn’t going to hide in shame. He rushed forward, hoping to get her contact info.

“Nope. Not happening.”

With one hand in her pocket, Tilda said no and walked straight into the lounge. She then shut the door behind her.

Harry stood there, looking utterly disappointed, his shoulders slumped.

Ugh! Why did I try to act all cold and mysterious before? Now she’s mad! I really want to see her race Santiago. If she can beat him, I will finally have something to tease him about!

But he still didn’t get how serious this was.

“What’s her deal? Amanda, did I mess things up? You didn’t start a fight with her because you’re a sore loser, right?”

Santiago gave Amanda a strange look. Knowing her, that seemed unlikely.

“She said… her name is Tilda Jenson.”

Amanda looked at Santiago carefully, speaking slowly: “Santiago, she has the exact same name as your long-lost sister. Didn’t you notice?”

“Tilda Jenson…”

Suddenly, memories hit Santiago.

No wonder she looks familiar! I’ve seen her before–in photos and video calls. It’s her, my sister!

“Wait, what?! She’s Santiago’s sister? No way! I thought the Jensons found her! Shouldn’t she be back with them in Slosa? What’s she doing in Motrar? And not only is she insane at gaming, she’s also a racing prodigy? Santiago, your family’s genes are ridiculous!”

Harry always thought Santiago was crazy talented. Now his missing sister was a total monster.

“You’re right… She should be in Slosa, not here. But judging by her appearance … Yeah, that has to be Tilda. Their name matches exactly. Then who was with her? And why is she here? Why didn’t anyone tell me?”

Santiago’s head was spinning.

Just then, the announcement called the second group of racers.

Harry jumped in: “Santiago, go race first. We’ll deal with your sister later!”

“Alright.”

Santiago felt torn. Part of him wanted to chase Tilda and ask questions, while another part wanted to call home and figure things out. But for now, the race came first.

As he passed Amanda, she leaned in slightly, her voice calm but serious. “Santiago, keep your cool. Don’t lose focus, or something could go wrong.”

“I know.”

He felt rattled but nodded, trying to pull himself together for the race. Then he walked off.

“Man, what is even happening? Amanda, Santiago’s sister didn’t just beat you in racing–she crushed me at the arcade too! I’m supposed to be the King! She’s insane. Her talent and speed aren’t even human!”

Harry kept babbling, full of disbelief.

Amanda looked down at her phone. On WhatsApp, an avatar with the name “Tilda” stared back.

“I’m curious too. But let’s wait until Santiago finishes racing before talking more.”

Amanda had her own questions for him about Tilda.

When Tilda returned to the lounge, all eyes turned to her. The room seemed to shift when she walked in. Everyone straightened, whistles blew, and voices rose in admiration. Her race on the Rocky Mountains’ Christmas track had been incredible. They found it mindblowing that a young lady from Cetherland had broken the record! She was a total badass!

Tilda gave a faint smile, waved casually, and walked over to join Dane and the others.

Mystro spoke first. “Tilda, what took you so long?”

“Ran into someone I can’t stand. Ugh. Even the girl I thought was cool lost some shine.”

Tilda pressed a hand to her forehead.

Man, the Jensons are like gum on your shoe. Once they stick, you can’t shake them off. What a shame…

“Who was it?”

Dane tugged lightly on her sleeve, eyes sharp. He wouldn’t let anyone who upset Tilda go.

“It’s nothing. I’m not letting a couple of rotten people ruin Christmas with you two. No way. Once the official results are out, I’ve got a surprise for you. You’ll see!”

With her two friends by her side, Tilda relaxed.

Forget the Jenson losers. At least I’ve found news about my mentor, and my seniors are right here with me.