Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 268: Natalie Vaughn Films a Vlog

Natalie Vaughn indeed wanted to see Zane Thorne racing.

In her view, the matter with Gideon Sheffield was already resolved, and the knot in Zane Thorne’s heart was nearly untied. She didn’t want to interfere with whether he returned to professional racing or not, but surely he could privately race with the club kids for fun, right?

Natalie carefully observed Zane’s mood and nodded only when she saw he had no objections.

She tiptoed closer to Zane and said, "I think you’re incredibly handsome when you race."

Zane Thorne couldn’t resist such straightforward praise and fondness from Natalie.

"Since you like it, I’ll race with them."

Upon learning that Zane would join their race, one person was happy, another one was worried.

Happy was Jay Sterling, who could finally race alongside his idol. Worried was Gideon Sheffield, who thought barely beating Jay was already tough, and now with Mr. Thorne, there was no chance.

Gideon shouted, "Old Wang, if I lose this time, you can’t blame me, blame Mr. Thorne!"

Zane: ???? Blame him for being too strong?

"Can’t you have some courage? Why are you chickening out before the race even starts?"

Gideon: ...

"Will my bit of courage be enough against you?"

He felt it wasn’t enough anyway. Who could outdo Zane Thorne in courage? After all, Zane was the wildest and most fearless.

Besides, is courage useful? In the face of absolute skill, courage can only come second.

Zane stopped joking with Gideon and went inside to change clothes.

No matter how simple the race, Zane would always take it seriously. Natalie took on the role of photographer, following him with her phone.

"Today is Friday, the weather is clear, and we’re at the club. Our God Thorne will race with the kids today."

"Quietly telling everyone, God Thorne is actually nervous inside. The club’s two kids are very skilled, and God Thorne agreed to race because I said he looks especially handsome. Don’t let his cool and difficult-to-approach appearance fool you; he’s actually easy to please."

"Now he’s going inside to change his clothes. I won’t follow him in, I can see, but you can’t, darlings. Be patient, and when he comes out, I’ll show you again. Let me reveal, God Thorne in a racing suit looks amazing."

"The former fans of God Thorne would definitely cry with joy. Although he was handsome, cool, and chic back then, I still think the current God Thorne is the most handsome because I didn’t see him back then, hahaha."

"It’s been ten minutes; it seems God Thorne is having some difficulty changing clothes today."

"But darlings, the longer we wait, the happier we’ll be when we see him."

"Let’s guess what color racing suit God Thorne will choose today. I think he’ll pick either red or black, and I lean more towards red, hehe, because a few days ago I told him that with the New Year coming, we need to go red and lively."

"Don’t let his cool demeanor deceive you; he’s actually very thoughtful. He remembers what I say and surprises me occasionally. Of course, these surprises are a bit straightforward and even a bit corny, but maybe I like his corny self."

Zane, who had just finished changing: ... Corny?

"Ah, our God Thorne is out; sure enough, he chose red. Darlings, isn’t he handsome?"

Zane held his helmet in one hand, bit the strap with his mouth to adjust his gloves with the other hand. Upon hearing this, he let out a dismissive laugh.

"Sometimes corny, sometimes handsome. Which is it?"

Natalie especially loved the way Zane just bit his gloves, especially with his eyebrows raised and that kind of mischievous vibe in his eyes.

"Handsome, handsome, handsome! Absolutely stunning! Handsome guy, look at the camera!"

Zane obliged and glanced at the camera.

"Why are you interested in filming this today?"

Natalie blinked.

"I’ve always wanted to film a vlog of you racing myself, but last time I was in the car and couldn’t."

Zane didn’t particularly like being on camera, which Natalie knew early on, and she thought he might not be willing, but he was unexpectedly cooperative.

"Handsome guy, do you have anything to say to your fans in front of the camera?"

Zane raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Fans?"

"Play along, come on."

Zane: ...

"Looks great."

Natalie: ...

"That’s it? Nothing else?"

"Mm."

With that, Zane took his helmet and walked outside with large strides, with Natalie following behind, filming his back, even taking the opportunity to crouch down and give his long legs a close-up shot.

"Darlings, with God Thorne’s legs, I could play for ten thousand years."

Fortunately, Zane didn’t hear this line, or it might be her leg getting played with for ten thousand years.

Originally, it was a simple internal club race, but with Zane’s participation, it was suddenly made very formal.

The club referees changed into professional attire, the publicity department’s photographer lugged over big equipment, and other resting members rushed to the training ground upon hearing the news.

Natalie was a bit surprised by how seriously everyone was taking this.

"Darlings, it seems everyone’s looking forward to God Thorne’s race with the kids. You should be looking forward to it too."

"Later, I might not have the energy to commentate for you, I need to watch the race seriously, to admire God Thorne’s charm."

Having said that, Natalie had already fallen behind quite a bit. She hurriedly put away her phone and was about to jog over when Zane stopped and turned to extend his hand toward her.

"I’ve told you many times, don’t play with your phone while walking. If you fall later, it’ll hurt again."

Natalie held the man’s hand and took out her phone in front of him again to film him.

"Aren’t you here? You wouldn’t let me fall."

Zane squeezed Natalie’s hand and led her to the designated photography spot.

"If you feel the phone isn’t enough, use the professional equipment."

Natalie smiled and gave Zane a kiss on the cheek.

"Good luck!"

Having said that, Natalie’s heart began racing uncontrollably.

Today, she could finally fulfill her small wish of cheering for Zane by the racetrack.

Jay had already reached the car, feeling a bit unfair seeing this.

"Mr. Thorne, that’s cheating, you have Nina cheering for you, and we have nothing."

Zane first lowered his head to return Natalie’s kiss, then slowly walked down to the car and looked at Jay.

"If you have the skills, find yourself a wife."

Jay: ....

He’s only just turned eighteen, still young.

After the jokes, everyone collected their thoughts and seriously returned to the race.

Before putting on his helmet, Zane glanced at Jay.

"They all say you’re the second me, so let me see today how amazing the second me is."

Jay pursed his lips, saying nothing.

On the racetrack, everyone wants to win, even if the opponent is his idol.