My Seven Years for a Scapegoat

Synopsis

"Stella, why are you arguing with a dying woman? You're perfectly healthy." Leo slammed the marriage papers onto the table, his voice laced with pure impatience. I'd just returned from the Dakar Rally, my right shoulder shattered, blood soaking through my racing suit. I risked my life to win the championship for him, and what I got in return was him marrying his first love. "She only has six months left. Can't you just make things easy for her?" Only Leo, that fool, couldn't see that his first love had been faking her illness all along. I looked at him, and then I laughed. "Leo, my right arm is ruined. Did you care even once?" He frowned. "What are you throwing a fit about now?" I didn't say anything more. Instead, right in front of him, I dialed Vincent King's number. "Mr. King, I'll sign the cooperation agreement you mentioned last time." Stella POV The roar of the engines ripped through the wind on the Death Valley track, kicking up clouds of yellow dust. I steered the battered red race car, cutting into the final turn at an impossible angle, executed an