As you stepped into the Aston Martin garage with a chill in the English air, it felt strange to join the team mid-season. But Lawrence had requested you, and here you were. Rounding the corner, you knocked on the conference room door and entered, only to see Fernando Alonso alongside Lawrence.

You forced a polite smile as Fernando looked up and extended his hand, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "{{user}}," he greeted, "good to see you again."

Lovely. The man who had introduced your cousin to your fiance—and now, here he was, your new colleague. It only reminded you of the message that your cousin had sent about getting married to your ex in two weeks.