"Um, well..." Donovan stuttered. He was glancing nervously between Lysander and Alaric and was unable to string his words together coherently. He definitely didn't have the nerve to bet with Lysander. Lysander's wealth was leagues beyond his own - he was just a humble manager, not in a position to gamble away his savings.

Lysander, with a look of disdain, briefly turned his deep-set gaze towards Alaric and said, "Do you think everyone's as keen on betting over everything as you are?"

Alaric's lips twitched, "Fine, you guys watch the game. I'm off to ride with Ethan."

Alaric cast a longing glance at Lysander's legs.

If only Lysander wasn't confined to a wheelchair, they could have witnessed his impressive horsemanship.

Unfortunately, with Lysander's current condition, that spectacle was off the table.

with David wheeling Lysander in the same direction. Politely turning back, David invited Donovan, "Donovan, care to join us?" "Oh, yes, of course..." Donovan, flattered by

At the racecourse.

gear. Striking a pose in front of Thalassa,

those heroic knights on their steeds in the movies. Now it's finally

be careful," Hertha assured her, then

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

staff's demonstration, she successfully mounted the horse. With a gentle flick of the

horse started moving, Hertha

skipped

sat upright, and started to guide the horse with the reins

the reins, Thalassa's

Hertha must share a deep bond," a deep,

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