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"Mom! Dad sent someone to look for you. Be careful!"

Meanwhile, Bella stood out among the male jockeys. Ryan cheered

her on, "Woohoo! You're awesome, Bella! You can do it!"

Carrie was not at all angry. She balled her fists as her eyes sparkled in

anticipation.

The Hoffmans were speechless.

Nevertheless, they could do nothing about the situation. They simply

pretended not to know Ryan.

"Why are you howling? Are you a wolf?"

Justin tore into Ryan. "Be quiet. Are you the only one with a mouth around here?"

"Hey, I'm a sensitive guy. If Carrie was in the race, I would hop over

the railing and run with her along the track while cheering

shamelessly."

Justin scoffed. Ryan was never one to know what shame was.

"You're just acting all reserved."

Ryan patted Justin's shoulder. "I know what you're thinking. You're the most nervous one here. I'm sure you're worried about Bella. You should just shout at the top of your lungs like me. No one will know

what's on your mind if you don't show it."

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Justin swallowed hard, and he said in a raspy voice, "I'll show her when we get home."

Ryan raised his brow and chuckled. "Spice up the bedroom life? I

understand."

His best friend was aloof and rarely showed his emotions. The power

of love had changed that.

Justin simply had not met the right person before.

The heavyweights in the VIP seats anxiously watched their horses,

which were ready to give their all on the track.

Only the Reeds sat with composure.

Wilson Jr. stared at Bella in the fifth lane through a pair of binoculars, his eyes greedily ravishing her tightly clad legs. He swallowed and licked his lip.

The privileged heiress with a surprisingly wild side was up his alley.

At the end of the horse race, Wilson Jr. intended to persuade his father to ask the Thompsons for Bella's hand in marriage.

Celeste had observed the Reeds for a while now. With Wilson Jr.'s

attention on Bella, her alarm bells went ringing, and she whispered to

Asher, "Ash, Wilson Jr. seems interested in Bella."

Asher's face fell. "You can tell too?"

He had already noticed Wilson Jr. ogling Bella.

"Um... What do we do? I'm a little scared."

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Celeste furrowed her brows with worry. "The Reeds run a top

company in Meridan. Wyatt has talked about them before. We would have to engage with the family if we were to develop our business in Meridan. What if Wilson Jr. expresses his wish to marry Bella in

exchange for a partnership?"

Asher locked his brows in contemplation before comforting her."

That won't happen. Wilson Jr. is pushing forty. He's older than Bella by ten years. Besides, they are from Meridan. Camilla lives abroad with her husband now. Dad will never let Bella marry far from the

family."

"Even so, Wyatt is trying to break Bella and Mr. Salvador up. He might just change his mind about the whole marriage thing." Celeste felt

restless.

"Although Dad doesn't like Justin, he won't ruin his daughter's

marriage for selfish reasons." Asher spoke in a firm tone, but his face

looked solemn.

Wyatt admired his precious daughter through binoculars and

instructed his secretary to take a video and contact the organizer to

add airtime for Bella too.

Bella stared straight ahead, her delicate body packed with power.

The two jockeys beside her gave her looks of disdain.

The delicate princess would probably sulk when she turned up in the last place later.

As the referee let out a shout, the participants leaned forward.

"You can do it, Whistle!" With her body tensing, Bella paced her Chapter 1120

breathing.

A starting pistol was fired.

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