Chapter 184
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Having crossed the obstacle without a hitch, the black horse came to a stop and shook its head, its luscious mane waving with the wind.
Lindsey stroked Lightningâs head, who was now obedient to her touch.
Lindsey held the reins and expertly overcame the rest of the hurdles, successfully completing the competition.
âShe did it! She conquered Lightning!!â
âOh, my God! This is incredible! I thought she was going to die, so I couldnât even watch at first!â
âSheâs the reigning champion now! Wooh!â
The audience cheered and exclaimed excitedly.
Shocked, Shelia jumped up from her seat.
How on earth did Lindsey manage to tame the untameable horse?!
Those who had followed Jacobâs lead and bet that Lindsey would lose were dumbfounded.
This was Lindseyâs first competition, yet she won!
Then, their dumbfounded gazes turned into that of anger as they all looked to Jacob.
âDamn it! HIs info was fake! I think he was just guessing!â
âIsnât Jacob Perry just a dumb playboy? How could we have trusted him?â
âWell, we wouldnât even be talking to him if it werenât for his brother.
What a waste of my damn money.
Jacobâs an idiot.
Perhaps I should pull out of my contract with himâ¦â
Jacobâs expression darkened.
He wasnât in the mood to watch the competition anymore, so he stood up to leave.
Seeing that Jacob was upset, Shelia was so anxious that she grabbed his arm and said with a
pout, âDonât be mad, Mr.
Perry.
Lindsey just got lucky.
We, on the other hand⦠Well, we just got unlucky.
â
âIf you didnât claim that Lindsey would lose, I wouldnât have lost two million dollars and be mocked like this!â Jacob snapped.
While two million dollars was no big deal to Jacob, it still pissed him off to know that he lost money over nothing.
Worse yet, he felt humiliated.
These people werenât just regulars at the racecourse; they were business partners of his family.
If word got out about this, his brother would definitely give him an earful.
Domenic walked over to Jacob and Shelia with one hand in his pocket, looking quite leisurely.
âMr.
Perry,â he said almost lazily, âif you hadnât gotten everyone to follow through with your bet, the odds of her winning wouldnât have been hyped so much.
I have to thank you for helping me win two million dollars.
â
âYou Little-!â
Just thinking about how the two million he had lost would likely end up in the pocket of this man, Jacob nearly exploded on the spot.
The sheer shame that overwhelmed him felt even worse than dying.
âIf you ever come up with another high-stakes bet, please donât forget to include me, Mr.
Perry.
â