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.

Miss Moore enjoys

scrutinized Bryson with blatant

However, Bryson appeared indifferent.

slight nod, turned around, and walked

Hannah, “When did you hook up

frosty look and said, “When? It was all because of you

around and departed with Lydia, not sparing them

the East Coast Racing event had drawn

return of Tequila, once the top-ranked racer, and the

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the Mitchell family patriarch, would

moments, the venue, capable of holding ten thousand spectators,

recent encounter between Bryson and

subconsciously

the interaction, his

alright? You seem off,”

“It’s nothing.

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