Chapter 1111: Chapter 1111

“A million?” Victor guessed.

“Ten million,” Jonah revealed.

Jonah, born into wealth, seemed to have an unusual definition of al small sum of money.

Victor, cheered up by Jonah’s lone support, said, “Thank you for your support, Jonah!”

“Pfft. Careful not to lose your shirt.” Winston did not hold back when he addressed his son.

Jameson asked softly, “Lyse, which horse will you bet on?”

Without looking at him, Alyssa said flatly, “I’m not betting. It’s best to stay away from gambling.”

With Alyssa remaining hostile to him, Jameson tried to shrug it off and turned to speak to Winston instead. “Uncle Winston, I’ll join in on the fun too. I am betting on Blaze from KS Group. Just like Mr.

Jonah, I’m putting down ten million.”

Victor nodded approvingly at his youngest son’s move.

“Not bad, Jimmy. You’ve got good taste. At least, you’re better than my son,” Winston remarked with a smile.

Once again, Jameson had scored points with Winston.

“Well, this is just entertainment. What matters is we’re happy!”

Meanwhile, Alyssa and Jonah quietly studied Jameson with chilling looks in their eyes.

“Mr. Taylor, may I join?”

The guests turned around to find Jasper making his way toward Winston with a smile. Jameson instantly adjusted his glasses with newfound wariness.

One could tell Winston’s favorite from his unenthusiastic tone. He mused, “Oh? Mr. Beckett, are you interested in betting?”

“Some gambling won’t do any harm. Besides, I have always loved Blaze. I have been a fan ever since it was at the Yoarkley Royal Equestrian Center.” Jasper flashed an enchanting smile at Winston.

Jonah lowered his face and betrayed a grin. Anyone who had a slight understanding of Jasper would know how much effort he had put in just to pursue Alyssa. In the past, Jasper would never openly seek.

-favor from anyone like he just did.

Now, Jasper was willing to set aside his ego to rehabilitate his image in Winston’s eyes, even if it wouldn’t be of much use.

Winston appeared shocked by Jasper’s depth of knowledge about his favorite horse, Blaze. He was about to speak when Alyssa went up to Jasper and playfully poked him on the chest. She grumbled, “You’re just a wealthy fool. Why would you bet on a horse just because it’s Winston’s?”

Jasper, smiling sweetly, put a hand on his chest where she had poked him. He explained, “That’s not the only reason, though. I have been rooting for Blaze for a while.”

“That’s because you don’t know horses at all! Blaze is at Tornado’s level! Do you want to lose your shirt as well?” Putting her hands on her hips, she shook her head disappointingly and mumbled, “How did you stay as the president with that poor common sense of yours?”

The guests, including Winston and Victor, were dumbstruck by Alyssa’s unusual expression of love.

Taken back, Jasper whispered into her ear with a twinkle in his eyes,” Lyse, are you worried for my money?”

Blushing, she complained, “It’s not just about losing money. It bothers me to see you losing.”

His smile deepened as he resisted the urge to hug her. “It doesn’t matter if we’re betting with family. I don’t mind losing to your father.”