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

Bryson with blatant

However, Bryson appeared indifferent.

nod, turned around, and walked

Bryson was out of earshot, she queried Hannah, “When did you

and said, “When? It

departed with Lydia, not sparing

Racing event had drawn a

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

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Bryson, the Mitchell

of holding ten thousand spectators, was

couldn’t shake the recent encounter between Bryson and Hannah

fingers subconsciously

the interaction, his

alright? You seem off,” Eliana inquired, gripping Declan’s

“It’s nothing.

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