Once they left, turmoil erupted within the venue.
People noticed Hannah sitting solo; her co-driver’s seat was empty.
“Is she asking for trouble? Driving on Rochgan Hill’s winding roads at night without a co-driver? That’s like asking to crash! What’s going through her mind?”
“Who is she anyway? A female driver? Ever heard of a well-known one?”
“You out of the loop or what? Weren’t you at the Valmere race? She’s the ex-wife of the Edwards family’s young master, also known as the elusive Tequila!”
The infield was buzzing with excitement!
“Tequila? The faceless racing goddess?”
“How did that guy from the Edwards family manage to marry her, only to cheat on her?”
“Guess the grass really is greener, huh? Everyone here has some escapades, except the saintly Bryson Mitchell, of course, hahaha.”
Several young elites joined in the mockery. Upon hearing this, Declan’s fists tightened, filled with a pang of regret as he focused on the remarkable woman displayed on the screen.
Eliana tugged on Declan’s arm.
“Declan, what do those numbers above mean?”
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Glancing upward, Declan noted the fluctuating, multicolored numbers on the screen and clarified for Eliana in a more tender tone.
“Those are betting odds for the big race. The best odds are on the green one, Cyril Holmes. He’s been practically unbeatable in recent years.”
“Then let’s put our money on him, seems like a guaranteed win. What do you think, Declan?”
Declan stared at Hannah’s name on the distant screen, saying nothing.
Eliana glanced at the electronic display and her smile vanished as she spotted Hannah’s name.
“Declan, it’s not that I don’t want to back Miss Moore. It’s that the odds are really stacked against her.
I don’t want you to throw away money. After all, the minimum bet will be a million.
“Declan, what’s on your mind? You should be betting on that other guy. Who in their right mind would bet on Hannah, the jinx?” Upon seeing Hannah’s name on the screen, Sadie couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
“I wonder who the high roller is that bet a hundred million on her. Aren’t they scared of losing big?”
Suddenly, fireworks erupted on the screen, and only Hannah’s name appeared in bold. The bettor was anonymous, but the wager was a staggering five hundred million dollars!
Hannah’s name also rocketed to the top of the display.
Five hundred million was no small sum!