The race consumed Wendy a lot of energy. She continued to sleep as soon as she got on the plane.

Looking at her haggard face, Harold thought when they got home he should ask the butler to prepare some nutritious food for her.

He took some documents out of his briefcase and started to read them carefully. It recorded the material about Wendy's Summer Motor Company.

The plane landed smoothly at the airport of the capital city. A man, who received the notice, had already driven and waited at the gate of the airport.

When the man saw Harold who came out, he greeted respectfully, "Mr. Harold."

Jared opened the door and let Harold and Wendy get into the car. After that, he sat on the in front passenger seat.

"It will take some time to get home from the airport. Would you like to sleep a little longer?" Harold asked.

Wendy shook her head, "No, I'm already full of sleep on the plane. Harold, do you think I should buy some gifts and take them to your home? Is it inappropriate for me to come to your home empty handed for the first time?"

"Don't bother. We have everythi

endy hold the cup and took a sip.

"Did Wendy win the championship again in the Switzerland competition? Is the competition fierce? "

Wendy drank up the milk in one gulp and started to describe the gorgeous event of Formula Renault with Rachel. Rachel was fascinated by it.

"When will the competition be held domestically? I also want to go to the scene to support you! "

"Domestic racing industry has just developed, and it will take a few years at the fastest speed. If you really want to see the scene, I can help you get the tickets of the USA Prix next time."

Rachel shook her head and looked at Harold, "Harold's father has to go to work, and I have to stay at home, or else his father will be jealous. When I have the chance, I will definitely go to the site to watch your race."

"Okay."

Wendy didn't expect Harold to be like his father. Harold was also a jealous man.

Rachel and Wendy were chatting happily. Harold sat silently and listened to them.

When the dinner was ready, Jared walked up to them and said, "Mrs. Sheridan, Mr. Harold, it's time for dinner."