Presley frowned at her vague answer, "Are you really going to compete?"
"If I don't, Ms. Alonso might be disappointed."
Presley took a deep breath.
Robin, who had been silent the whole time, chuckled, "Dad, these girls rarely get a chance to have some fun. If both of them agree to the race, why not? It's not like it's a big deal."
Everyone in the room chuckled to themselves. No big deal? If it's no big deal, then why compete?
While Chloe took the initiative to propose the race, she didn't put any money on the line. Wendy, on the other hand, was eager to take up the challenge. Anyone with half a brain could see what she was up to! Robin was too smart not to see right through it.
Presley was silent for a long time before he sighed, "Do whatever you want!"
Chloe said lightly, "Grandpa, you just keep playing. We'll be back when we're done."
Presley stared at her for a long time before grunting.
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The horse racing track was right next to the shooting range, separated by a wire fence. It was a clever setup by the operators. Once you saw what was going on in the other area, you'd wanted to try it out.
Presley, Robin, Royce, and Elizabeth all stayed at the shooting range, but their attention was already on the horse racing track next to them.
Every now and then, someone would gallop by on a horse. Some were competing spontaneously, while others practicing alone.
Chloe had already put on her armor, knee pads, gloves, and now her helmet. She took the whip from her coach and the horse she had chosen earlier and headed for the training ground. But she was stopped by Damon, who was standing near a post.
The man's face was dark, his eyes filled with stern warning.
Chloe suddenly remembered that she might have been neglecting him. She gave him a radiant smile, clearly meant to appease him.
"And you're laughing?" Damon said coldly, "I'm warning you, if you get yourself hurt, you're in for it!"
His cold demeanor and tone made Chloe's smile waver. "You're so mean..."
"I hope you never see me at my worst."
"Okay!"
Chloe agreed, completely oblivious to the danger.
Damon was a bit annoyed. This woman clearly knew he wouldn't do anything to her, so she didn't take his words seriously.
He pulled Chloe into his arms and bit her nose in frustration.
"Ow..." Chloe whimpered and covered her nose. "That hurt."
It really did hurt. She almost cried out in surprise.
Seeing the woman in his arms with her teary eyes, he couldn't help but soften. He took a deep breath, looking at her with a mix of helplessness and worry. "I don't mind you having fun, but if you get hurt, I don't know what I might do. You get that?"
Chloe's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at the handsome man in front of her and slowly lowered her hand. "I won't get hurt."
Damon's gaze lingered on her nose for a few seconds, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, "I'll take your word for it."
Chloe smiled, glanced around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she tiptoed and quickly pecked Damon's lips. It took a moment for Damon to react.
Chloe looked like she had accomplished a secret mission, her hands on his chest, and a mischievous smile in her eyes.
"With your lucky kiss, I'm sure to win."
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