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It never occurred to Edie that a man as mature and dignified as Stuart would do such thing. Stuart was too good, almost almighty. He was the perfect man. All the skills he possessed, no matter if it was financial ability or noble manners. It was a gradual process in small stages that happened to him over an extended period of time. "I've won the European F1 formula Race Championship." Stuart was looking ahead. He said in a clear tone as if it was nothing. Edie was astounded, "Wow…" All of the competitors in this race had been practicing since their teens and were trained especially to compete, just for the prize. According to Edie's knowledge, Stuart has always been a business elite. How did he win the F1 all of a sudden? "If I decide to do something, I always give it my