"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.

racetrack, 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 the invitation,

At the racecourse.

Striking a pose in front of Thalassa, she

steeds in the movies. Now it's finally my turn,"

Hertha assured

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

the horse. With a

moment the horse started moving, Hertha

skipped a beat

upright, and started to guide the horse with the

comfortable with the reins, Thalassa's heart

Hertha must share a deep bond,"

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