Evan Fairchild and the others were also shown into the lounge.
The moment Jasper Rockwell saw them, he flashed a medal. "What are you all doing here? Silas, I thought you and Dad were completely against me racing. Why would you come to watch my competition?"
'He'd only invited Melody!'
'Why were all these people here to join the spectacle?'
'Especially Evan Fairchild. Had he finally decided to come out of his shell?'
"I'm here to watch you get crippled. Preferably so badly that you can't take care of yourself for the rest of your life."
"Are you sure you're my real brother? I always get the feeling I was picked up from the trash," Jasper shot back.
"President Fairchild! Well, now, this is a surprise! You didn't actually come to watch my race, did you?" Jasper couldn't resist teasing him.
'Has he finally gotten a clue? Chasing someone all the way to the racetrack.'
