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“You’re right, Dad. I know what to do.
After Sophia was forced to drink, she immediately felt the rising urge to use the restroom. She excused herself from the VIP seat and made a beeline for the restroom.
Once she was out of the public eye, she pathetically bent over and held her pee as she dashed to the restroom. Unfortunately, the cubicles were occupied. She quivered as she tried her best to hold her pee.
Finally, someone vacated a cubicle. Sophia entered but immediately peed herself when she was about to take off her panty.
Her diaper was useless now. She waited in agony until the restroom was empty before she banged on the door and howled in distress.
After the emotional release, she calmed down and dialed Tristan’s number. He took a long time to pick up. “Hi, Madam Sophia.”
“Dr. McAllister, you promised to hand me the pills at the horseracing event, didn’t you?” Eyes wide open, Sophia pressed on, “You’re not going against your word, are you? Will I see you today?”
Tristan chuckled. “Why? Do you miss me?” His question was loaded with mockery instead of flirting.
“Dr. McAllister … Tristan! I miss you. I miss you like crazy!” Sophia called out to him urgently.
All she wanted was the miraculous pill in his hands. She would give up anything, including her dignity for that.
“After the race ends, make your way to the lounge at Racecourse No. 2 by yourself. It will be deserted as everyone else will be at
Racecourse No. 1. I’ll meet you there.”
Nodding fervently, Sophia looked excited as she promised, “Sure! I will be there!”
After the fascinating opening ceremony performances, the race.
There were two notable events at the annual horseracing event, with one being the All-Horse Parade. To show off their wealth, the distinguished families would spend a fortune purchasing expensive breeds from abroad for the parade. The sight of healthy and handsome rare breed horses racing across the venue was majestic to watch.
Another anticipated event was Horse Racing Betting. Each year, the amount spent on such betting totaled to a jaw-dropping tens of DIVNO.
Some guests might make a bet as a way of socializing, but some put their money down with hopes of hitting the jackpot. Some, however, participated in the bet as a vote of confidence on certain horses.
The four distinguished families had transported their horses to the racecourse. The horses waited in the stables, ready to join the race. “Winston, how much are you betting on my Big Baby?” Victor inquired. He checked out the racecourse through binoculars and elbowed Victor. Victor frowned with disdain and scoffed. “Big Baby? Haven’t you changed the name? It’s a fine horse. Why would you name it like that? I wouldn’t bet on a horse called Big Baby. From the sound of the name, it’s not going to be a fast runner.”
“Tsk! I’ve changed its name long ago. It’s ‘Tornado’ now!”
“Tornado? While the other horses raced to the front, yours would be spinning on the same spot,” joked Winston.
Victor was rendered speechless as the other family members around them guffawed. Alyssa could not help but feel amazed by Winston’s glib tongue.
“Winston Taylor, you’re getting stingier by the day! How could you laugh at me and refuse to bet on my horse? Do you still call yourself a friend?” Victor pouted like he had been bullied.
“I’m not going to bet on your horse. Ill be happier betting on mine, even if it loses the race. If I bet on other horses, and they end up losing, I’ll lose sleep tonight. Sorry, I can’t help it. I’m petty.”
Victor was annoyed by Winston’s adamant decision.
Suddenly, Jonah showed up with a gentle smile, saying, “Mr. Victor, I’ll make a bet on Tornado. I think it stands a good chance of winning, so I’ll make a small bet as a token of appreciation. Hope you don’t mind
“Oh, Jonah, how nice of you! It makes me happy to hear that you have faith in Tornado!” Still, Victor inquired out of curiosity, “How much do you plan to bet?”
Jonah smiled and lifted a finger.
“A million?” Victor guessed.
“Ten million,” Jonah revealed.
Jonah, born into wealth, seemed to have an unusual definition of al small sum of money.
Victor, cheered up by Jonah’s lone support, said, “Thank you for your support, Jonah!”
“Pfft. Careful not to lose your shirt.” Winston did not hold back when he addressed his son.
Jameson asked softly, “Lyse, which horse will you bet on?”
Without looking at him, Alyssa said flatly, “I’m not betting. It’s best to stay away from gambling.”
With Alyssa remaining hostile to him, Jameson tried to shrug it off and turned to speak to Winston instead. “Uncle Winston, I’ll join in on the fun too. I am betting on Blaze from KS Group. Just like Mr. Jonah, I’m putting down ten million.”
Victor nodded approvingly at his youngest son’s move.
“Not bad, Jimmy. You’ve got good taste. At least, you’re better than my son,” Winston remarked with a smile.
Once again, Jameson had scored points with Winston.
“Well, this is just entertainment. What matters is we’re happy!”
Meanwhile, Alyssa and Jonah quietly studied Jameson with chilling looks in their eyes.
“Mr. Taylor, may I join?”
The guests turned around to find Jeremy making his way toward Winston with a smile. Jameson instantly adjusted his glasses with newfound wariness.
One could tell Winston’s favorite from his unenthusiastic tone. He mused, “Oh? Mr. Walsh, are you interested in betting?”
“Some gambling won’t do any harm. Besides, I have always loved Blaze. I have been a fan ever since it was at the Yoarkley Royal Equestrian Center.” Jeremy flashed an enchanting smile at Winston.
Jonah lowered his face and betrayed a grin. Anyone who had a slight understanding of Jeremy would know how much effort he had put in just to pursue Alyssa. In the past, Jeremy would never openly seek. -favor from anyone like he just did.
Now, Jeremy was willing to set aside his ego to rehabilitate his image in Winston’s eyes, even if it wouldn’t be of much use.
Winston appeared shocked by Jeremy’s depth of knowledge about his favorite horse, Blaze. He was about to speak when Alyssa went up to Jeremy and playfully poked him on the chest. She grumbled, “You’re just a wealthy fool. Why would you bet on a horse just because it’s Winston’s?”
Jeremy, smiling sweetly, put a hand on his chest where she had poked him. He explained, “That’s not the only reason, though. I have been rooting for Blaze for a while.”
“That’s because you don’t know horses at all! Blaze is at Tornado’s level! Do you want to lose your shirt as well?” Putting her hands on her hips, she shook her head disappointingly and mumbled, “How did you stay as the president with that poor common sense of yours?”
The guests, including Winston and Victor, were dumbstruck by Alyssa’s unusual expression of love.
Taken back, Jeremy whispered into her ear with a twinkle in his eyes,” Lyse, are you worried for my money?”
Blushing, she complained, “It’s not just about losing money. It bothers me to see you losing.”
His smile deepened as he resisted the urge to hug her. “It doesn’t matter if we’re betting with family. I don’t mind losing to your father.”
Jeremy and Alyssa might have only exchanged glances without a word, but everyone felt the affection between them. No words were needed when two people were in love. The way they looked at each other and their actions were proof.
Victor frowned and turned to Winston, who appeared equally troubled.
Alyssa grumbled at Jeremy, “Fine! I don’t care. You’re an ATM yourself, so bet however much you’d like.” She turned away with a faint smile.
Meanwhile, Jameson was fuming because he had been ignored. Jeremy noticed the change on Jameson’s exquisite face, giving off a devilish feeling.
Instead of feeling triumphant, Jeremy worried that Jameson might be scheming again, and he didn’t want to see Alyssa hurt. So, he closely followed behind her, offering her protection, as dependable as a rock
The tycoons had placed their bets by now. Landon didn’t bet on th Walsh’s’ or the Taylors’ horses. He took Lauren’s suggestion and be on a shiny racehorse that didn’t seem very competitive, all because it was good-looking.
For young ladies like Lauren, appearance mattered the most, even if it came to horse or car selection.
Feeling upbeat, Landon generously bet 20 million dollars on horse number 14. As he was rich, he could place a bet of any amount he wished. The 20 million was nothing, as long as he could make Lauren happy.
Javier stood beside the Jesseltons with a smile and questioned, “Mr. Ezzo, would you be interested in placing a bet?”
“I am, but betting on horses isn’t just entertainment for me. It’s an investment,” replied Ezzo, who looked at the spacious racecourse through the binoculars.
He added, “I’m looking for a well-bred horse. I assume the owner of a well-bred horse would be equally capable in business as well.”
Javier frowned. From Ezzo’s tone, he seemed ready to select a new business partner. This was after the Walsh Group had signed an agreement with Jesselton Incorporated. Next year, they would build a commercial complex in the biggest city of Mosgravia, and the preparations were complete.
Javier wondered if Ezzo was seeking a new business partner in Solana City for other business partnerships.
Ezzo chuckled. “As you all might know, the Mosgravian flag carries the drawing of a horse. Horses hold significance beyond mere luck in our culture. From royalty to the working class, our people harbor a collective enthusiasm for equestrian sports.
“That is why our company decided in a meeting last month to find at partner among the well-known companies in your nation. We plan on building four five-star hotels in Mosgravia and Cyrris that will offer entertainment and equestrian facilities.”
He added, “We’ve done some market research. We might not be the pioneer of building such hotels in Mosgravia, but so far, there is no such hotel in Solana City. If we could introduce these hotels to large. cities like Solana City, I believe it will attract considerable attraction and generate huge business returns.”