Interrupting her, Bryson queried, “Miss Moore, did you make a bet?
Moonshadow or Tequila? What’s your pick, Miss Moore?”
As the sea breeze from the East Coast brushed her forehead, a glint of curiosity flickered in her captivating eyes.
She grinned.
“I didn’t bet much. I prefer to back the strong horse.
It’s safer that way.”
Arching an eyebrow, Bryson questioned, “So you bet on Tequila?”
Hannah didn’t deny it.
Bryson subtly shifted his stance and commanded, “Bet five times the sum of Miss Moore’s stake on Tequila again. Ensure Miss Moore enjoys herself.”
Hannah scrutinized Bryson with blatant intensity.
However, Bryson appeared indifferent. He offered a slight nod, turned around, and walked away.
Once Sadie was certain Bryson was out of earshot, she queried Hannah, “When did you hook up with him? Why is he treating you so distinctly?”
Hannah shot Sadie a frosty look and said, “When? It was all because of you idiot!”
She then turned around and departed with Lydia, not sparing them another glance.
Today, the East Coast Racing event had drawn a sizable crowd. The audience was primarily there to witness the return of Tequila, once the top-ranked racer, and the rise of a new force, Moonshadow.
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Additionally, rumors swirled that Bryson, the Mitchell family patriarch, would be present.
Within moments, the venue, capable of holding ten thousand spectators, was packed to capacity.
Declan couldn’t shake the recent encounter between Bryson and Hannah from his thoughts. His fingers subconsciously grazed his palm.
Recalling the interaction, his eyes grew shadowy.
“Declan, are you alright? You seem off,” Eliana inquired, gripping Declan’s arm.
“It’s nothing. The race has started.”
Clearly, Declan wasn’t keen on elaborating. His gaze shifted to the center of the venue.
Eliana, however, clenched her clothing’s hem. She couldn’t overlook the jealousy igniting in Declan’s eyes when he witnessed the exchange between Bryson and Hannah.
Nonetheless, Hannah, a divorced woman, couldn’t possibly compete with her.