Chapter 444

Ella and Jack stood facing each other in silence, but the air was thick with a syrupy sweetness that everyone in the room could feel.

Love didn’t need a grand declaration; their tender gazes and subtle gestures said it all.

Jeff furrowed his brow, glancing at his companion Emeric, whose expression also betrayed a hint of gloom:

“Alright, alright, I can’t tell you what to do. Toss your money around as you please,” Evadne said, turning away to hide her smile.

Avery was left stewing on the sidelines, a tempest of anger brewing in his chest.

Thaddeus noticed Avery’s face grow paler by the second, his features twisting into a sinister sneer, reminiscent of a devil waiting to devour his prey.

Thaddeus felt no thrill of victory. On the contrary, he feared the man might be concocting some vile scheme in the shadows. His only concern was keeping Evadne safe.

Instinctively, he moved to stand protectively behind Evadne, like a silent, imposing mountain, offering his unwavering support.

The big shots began placing their bets. Jareth didn’t go for the Abernathy Group’s horse nor the Ashbourne family’s steed. Instead, he followed Marilla’s advice and chose a radiant white horse, albeit not the most outstanding contender.

His reasoning? It looked good.

After all, girls don’t differ much when it comes to picking horses or cars. It’s not about horsepower or performance. It’s about the aesthetics!

Jareth was in high spirits, waving his hand and betting a cool two million on horse number fourteen as easily as flicking away twenty thousand jellybeans. All he cared about was making his darling wife happy.

“Mr. Morris, would you care to place a wager?” Frederic asked, standing beside William and his son with a genial smile.

“I am indeed interested, but horse racing isn’t just entertainment, it’s also an investment,” William said, scanning the expansive track through his binoculars. “I’m looking for a horse with excellent pedigree and quality. If its owner can take proper care of it and finish first, then I believe their business acumen and strength won’t be lacking.”

Frederic’s brows knitted slightly.

It seemed William was hinting at scouting for new business partners.

The Abernathy Group had already signed a contract with the J Group to build a commercial complex in the nation’s largest city next year, with everything ready to go.

business plans in mind,

alike. Last month, our group decided to partner with your esteemed financial consortium. We plan to establish four luxury equestrian–themed hotels that combine

can introduce this model in cities like Elmsworth, I’m sure it will

all the heavy hitters

eyes sparkled with

a ride with the J Group could mean that Elmsworth would no longer be dominated solely by the Abernathy Group! In the cutthroat world

his fists

choosing instead to cast a wider net, he understood the wisdom of not putting

and other cities with our racecourses. When it comes to equestrian facilities, we’re the most experienced in all

muttered under his breath, scoffing

your group may have racecourses, but let’s not be too hasty claiming ‘the most experienced,” Jeff interjected, unable to stand on the

built yours later. Back in

years ago, not only the biggest in the country at the time but still the only one in Skyrim. Chairman Emeric

was taken aback. “What does this have

but he kept his cool, biting back the anger rising

now, Jeff was tying himself tightly to the Ashbourne family, likely as a move against the Abernathy Group, securing a powerful ally in his corner.

together a race track? It’s all about the quality of the horses and a solid supply chain. And let’s be real, K’s got

hide his disdain for the Abernathy

that last dig–it was like poking a

The one we brought to the derby today,

Fairhaven Group would skyrocket Gary’s rep within the company and in the old man’s good graces. Taking down Jareth would

might as well spend his life

among the three tycoons, minus Emeric, was thick

of a saint, all calm

that olive branch from the J Group tempting you?” Evadne’s eyes danced with mischief as she glanced at her

“Tempting.”

“Oh, him? He’s just pretending to be aloof. If

at the way she could so casually roast

him or Cassius does the talking. He’s too proud to get his hands dirty anymore,”

do we do now?”

finding the small of her back, growing more daring when no one was watching.

he adored, then his

“Hey!”

her sharp heel came down hard on his toes, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through him. His custom shoes could

respect, Mr.

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