Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 1110
“Dr. McAllister, you promised to hand me the pills at the horseracing event, didn’t you?” Eyes wide open, Sophia pressed on,
“You’re not going against your word, are you? Will I see you today?”
Tristan chuckled. “Why? Do you miss me?” His question was loaded with mockery instead of flirting.
“Dr. McAllister ... Tristan! I miss you. I miss you like crazy!” Sophia called out to him urgently.
All she wanted was the miraculous pill in his hands. She would give up anything, including her dignity for that.
“After the race ends, make your way to the lounge at Racecourse No. 2 by yourself. It will be deserted as everyone else will be at
Racecourse No. 1. I’ll meet you there.”
Nodding fervently, Sophia looked excited as she promised, “Sure! I will be there!”
After the fascinating opening ceremony performances, the race.
kicked off.
There were two notable events at the annual horseracing event, with one being the All-Horse Parade. To show off their wealth,
the distinguished families would spend a fortune purchasing expensive breeds from abroad for the parade. The sight of healthy
and
handsome rare breed horses racing across the venue was majestic to
watch.
Another anticipated event was Horse Racing Betting. Each year, the
amount spent on such betting totaled to a jaw-dropping tens of
DIVNO.
Some guests might make a bet as a way of socializing, but some put their money down with hopes of hitting the jackpot. Some,
however, participated in the bet as a vote of confidence on certain horses.

The four distinguished families had transported their horses to the racecourse. The horses waited in the stables, ready to join the
race. “Winston, how much are you betting on my Big Baby?” Victor inquired. He checked out the racecourse through binoculars
and elbowed Victor. Victor frowned with disdain and scoffed. “Big Baby? Haven’t you changed the name? It’s a fine horse. Why
would you name it like that? I wouldn’t bet on a horse called Big Baby. From the sound of the name, it’s not going to be a fast
runner.”
“Tsk! I’ve changed its name long ago. It’s ‘Tornado’ now!”
“Tornado? While the other horses raced to the front, yours would be spinning on the same spot,” joked Winston.
Victor was rendered speechless as the other family members around them guffawed. Alyssa could not help but feel amazed by
Winston’s glib tongue.
“Winston Taylor, you’re getting stingier by the day! How could you laugh at me and refuse to bet on my horse? Do you still call
yourself a friend?” Victor pouted like he had been bullied.
“I’m not going to bet on your horse. Ill be happier betting on mine, even if it loses the race. If I bet on other horses, and they end
up losing, I’ll lose sleep tonight. Sorry, I can’t help it. I’m petty.”
Victor was annoyed by Winston’s adamant decision.
Suddenly, Jonah showed up with a gentle smile, saying, “Mr. Victor, I’ll make a bet on Tornado. I think it stands a good chance of
winning, so I’ll make a small bet as a token of appreciation. Hope you don’t mind
“Oh, Jonah, how nice of you! It makes me happy to hear that you have faith in Tornado!” Still, Victor inquired out of curiosity,
“How much do you plan to bet?”
Jonah smiled and lifted a finger.