The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 Betting On Herself To Win

Jordy couldn't come up with a better plan, so he said to Isabella, "Let's check out the stables first and find you

calm horse Safety comes first"

After weighing their options, this seemed like the most practical choice.

Just then, a staff member approached, handing them a tablet. "Would you like to place a bet? We offer options. of twenty, two hundred, two thousand, and twenty thousand, all with ten-to-one odds."

Aside from watching the races, betting was another major attraction for the wealthy.

Isabella's interest was immediately piqued. She said to Jordy. "Let's see who's competing this time."

She and Jordy browsed through the profiles of the riders, recognizing several names and horses. One name, in particular, excited Isabella-Alex Espinoza from Orwall. Alex had dominated the equestrian circuit for the past two years without a single loss.

"Jordy, I'm placing my bet on Alex!" Isabella declared, pulling out her bank card. But just as she was about to place her bet, she noticed Brenna's name on the list. Unlike the others, whose profiles were filled with past achievements, Brenna's was completely blank

To Isabella's astonishment, someone had actually placed a bet on Brenna to win.

She burst into laughter. "Oh, this is hilarious! Someone really wasted their money betting on Brenna to win,"

she said.

Jordy sneered, "That person must have lost their mind."

"Brenna, I'm dying to know-which idiot placed a bet on you? Wait... Don't

sure I won't win?"

win, I'll livestream myself eating my hat," she said. Brenna, simply glanced at her, unimpressed. She replied, "Better

a staff member to escort her to the stables to select a horse Meanwhile, the staff member

over her card. "Put my bet on Alex-twenty thousand

bets

If Alex won,

away with

21:00

On

placing five hundred

then made their way

on the stock market. He had hundreds of companies, and lately, someone had been aggressively buying up the Mitchell Group's stock. Uncertain of their intentions. remained

Neville handed him a cup of coffee before picking up the tablet next to Ethan. “ME Mitchell, I

a nod.

worried about losing the bet? Ten thousand bets mean putting two hundred million on

line "

the first race had already begun. The crowd erupted in cheers as they placed bets,

showed an unfamiliar competitor taking the lead

He answered the call on speaker. The person on the other end of the line said, "Mr. Mitchell,

his eyes on the computer screen, Ethan responded, "I see. Let her use

the stock market as someone continued purchasing the Mitchell Group's

its