TILLY MARIE NEARLY loses faith in her passion as she refuses to listen to everyone who told her to quit. Everyone but one. And it's the man she met years ago at a racing event she didn't want to attend. Who would have thought that her father's parti...
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vii. age is just a number and love is just a shame
LOVE ON CAMERA: Future Racing Teams Major Shareholder Tilly Hearth Sends Mixed Signals Alongside Toto Wolff
"Are they the newest power couple of F1 or is this putting their teams to shame?"
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"Is this a ploy to get a favourable result for this year's championship?"
This isn't the kind of day I'd like to have today. I'm not going to be distracted by some silly gossip outlet's article.
"I've read that. That's fucked," Daniel huffs out, peering over my shoulder. Today's going to be a disaster. I haven't even seen my family just yet, and now I'm being hounded by gossip sites about my love life. Was I ever thankful that I told my sisters about the "rumours" that'll soon circulate around the paddocks and F1 world beforehand.
"Tell me about it," I mutter, resting my head on the table that I sat on.
"That should have stayed in the garage or something, I don't know how they've managed to even know it's Toto," he says.
I look up at him and answer, "The Daily Mail caught me arriving in a Mercedes with him yesterday. Remember?"
"They're fucking fast to capture that," Daniel shakes his head incredulously, "you were practically running away like you robbed him."
"I told him that the British media are too invasive," I scrunch up my face, "some of them were just here to get some drama to broadcast throughout England and fuck all."
"Sorry you have to go through that," he offers a sympathetic smile as he pats my shoulder, "I hope they'll fuck off for once."
I gave him a lopsided grin. "Don't expect too much from them— shouldn't you be waiting in your driver's room right now?"
"TILS!" My back nearly broke after I turned my upper half around. A screech escapes my mouth as I stand. Daniel, who's standing behind me, is accidentally pushed off to the side as four arms wrap around me. I can't even see Daniel's reaction but I can hear him introducing himself to a woman.
I pull away from the embrace as I look between my sisters. Last time I checked, Aimee- our youngest sister- was on her trip to Scotland. What's she doing here? I look at Stevie, her hair tied neatly, her ponytail coming out of the Mercedes cap that she's wearing.
