"Run! Come on! ”

"Rush forward! Rush up! ”

Amid the deafening cheers and shouts, a herd of racehorses raced across the track like arrows from the string. f,o.2±3x.co≌m These horses have been carefully cared for by their owners, their manes are shiny and shining in the sun, and the diminutive riders on their backs are clinging to the horses, driving these ineffable creatures. They have only one goal, which is to be the first to run over the key points and become the winner. At this point, it seemed to them that the other qiē had lost its meaning.

Not only the riders, but almost everyone on the racetrack was captured by their passion, watching and cheering in oblivion. Especially among those spectators who have already bet, the primitive victory** and the passion of gambling are intertwined, which makes them even more immersed, and they have to roar at the horses they bet on, shouting and cheering for them, and hoarsely asking them to speed up their pace and rush to the final finish.

However, as with most things in the world, no matter how hard these riders and horses try, only one pair of winners will be decided in the end, and the hard work and sweat of the others and the horses will be lost in the past. Knowing such a harsh reality, each rider mustered his best perseverance and drove the horses under him forward.

Isn't this scenario secretly in line with Lola's thoughts?

There is only a glorious finish line in front of you, and there are many bumps and thorns along the way, and if you want to become the ultimate victor, you can only eliminate a single distraction. Close the windows of your heart, show the greatest courage and determination, and rush forward with the spirit of crushing a qiē.

At the same time, the haughty Mademoiselle de Beauvang was still in the Bois de Boulogne before Mademoiselle Treville, making one of the heaviest gambles of her life.

God looks at this qiē, but He always does not say a word.

All other lights were gone, and all eyes were focused on one place. Rush, rush! Victory...... Victory lies ahead!

Fate, what a cruel thing you are!

That's when it happened. Stand in the middle of the box. Monsieur Maurice de Beauwon, who was nervously watching the horse race, suddenly shuddered, and a strange but eerie chill suddenly welled up in his heart. Makes him feel sick all over. The chill seemed to be able to penetrate into the bone marrow. It was as if some tangible medium had penetrated his skin. For a while, it made him feel a little difficult to breathe.

What's going on?

He felt inexplicable, and then he looked around.

It's normal, and there's nothing weird about it.

Is it just me thinking too much?

He smiled bitterly in his heart. Then turn your gaze back to the arena.

As if sensing his gaze, in the phalanx of racing horses, a horse with golden fur slowly came out. First poked his head out, then expanded his lead little by little, and finally led by half a body. Then, when it came to the guò curve, relying on the rider's superb riding skills and the horse's excellent qualities, he stood out from the crowd of galloping horses and rushed forward without any diminishing momentum, expanding his advantage even more.

In everyone's sight, the steed swept in front of everyone like a fleeting lightning bolt in the sky, leaving only a vague golden afterimage.

Winning the day, the young man clenched his fist gently. The joy after the victory washed away the ominous coldness just now, and his heart was reinvigorated.

And as if to echo his joy, the crowd in the audience cheered the same and cheered for it almost overwhelmingly - which is understandable, his horse was the most favored horse before the race, so although the odds were not high, the number of bets on it was still the most.

See, that's my stuff, always the best.

As he watched, the golden steed crossed the finish line with an incomparable momentum and won the final victory.

Is this some sign from heaven? Who knows.

With a sense of pleasure, Maurice turned to look at Albert next to him.

"Look, Albert, I'll say that my golden rose has no other horse like it, and you see how easily it wins! I can go to the club tonight and laugh at those guys, how visionless! His tone was both smug and relaxed, with a sense of satisfaction with his position, "Of course, what makes me even happier is that I also helped you and Mr. Tréville win a sum of money." ”

"Oh, exactly, we didn't bet in vain." Albert smiled and replied, "I have to thank you for Charles." ”

"Thank you and you don't need it, haha!" Morris laughed too, apparently in a superb mood.

Then he patted Albert on the shoulder, "Come, let's have a drink, it just so happens that I have brought a lot of good wine, all of which have just been delivered from our family's winery in Bordeaux." ”

"That's a good dare!"

Then, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the arena, Morris and Albert walked back into the box. Then Maurice took out the bottle from the side and began to pour wine for everyone.

Once he had filled it, Albert unceremoniously picked up the glass and took a big gulp. "Well, yes, it's much better than what we just drank!"

"If it weren't for the best wine, I wouldn't have brought it to everyone!" Morris shrugged his shoulders as a matter of course, "Since it's delicious, you should drink more today, anyway, I brought a lot of them here." ”

"Well, I'll just say you're a friend, Maurice." Albert let out a long sigh and looked at Maurice with great admiration, "Without your boldness, we would all have a boring life!" ”

"Haha, you're talking too much!" Morris shook his head. Although he said this, there was not much modesty in his demeanor, "I just like to help my friends." ”

He already enjoyed a high reputation in high society at a young age, and everyone said that he was a cultured and hospitable hipster. He has indeed lived up to this title, since he was a teenager, he has won everyone's love and appreciation with that kind of spend-thrift style, anyway, everyone knows that his father's money is too much to spend.

As the same fashionable figure, Albert, who was often shy in his pockets back then, naturally did not take a lot of autumn breeze from him, and he was indeed generous, and he would not disappoint every time. Because of this, Morris has always gathered a large number of gentlemen as followers. Under their tireless touting. It really makes people think that Morris is bold and clever - even Morris himself sees it that way.

Because of their similar interests, the two of them talked enthusiastically, and anyway, there were so many things to talk about in Paris for their amusement.

"You've rarely been seen lately, Albert," after a short drink. Morris, whose face was a little red, asked with a smile. "What's wrong? Forgot everyone after the trace? ”

"What do you say? How could I forget everyone? Bah. I now miss those days every day, okay? Albert feigned anger and exclaimed, "It's not a good time now." I have to run around all day long, and when I'm bored, I won't do it if it weren't for the money I can make! ”

"I didn't expect you to suddenly want to make money so much...... "Maurice asked curiously, "hasn't our Albert always treated money like dung?" ”

"Of course I have to look down on money when I don't have money, otherwise it will be pitiful." Albert shrugged.

"Hahahaha!" Morris couldn't help but laugh out loud at Albert's joke again, "Albert, you've always been so humorous, it's so much fun to talk to you." ”

After laughing for a while, Morris calmed down again, "However, if you're worried about money, I have a good business that I want to introduce to you recently." ”

"What kind of business?" Albert looked at Morris with some curiosity.

"It's a big business!" Morris straightened his waist and looked at Albert sternly, "A big business of 10 million, and besides, you will not lose money if you keep it." ”

"Huh?" Albert was even more puzzled. "Is there a surefire business in this world?"

"Of course." Morris nodded, "For example—get married?" ”

Albert's smile froze. "You...... You mean your sister? ”

"That's right," Morris nodded, "you know, my sister Lola, and our family is looking for a husband for her right now, and I think you're a good candidate." ”

Then, he squeezed his eyes, "Of course, our family will never be shabby when we marry a daughter, and my father plans to prepare a dowry of 10 million for her......"

"Ten million ......?" Albert smacked his tongue, apparently stunned by the sheer number.

"Yes, there are so many. How's that, Albert? It's a big deal, right? Morris replied, "And it's a sure win." Look, my sister looks pretty bad, right? And with so much dowry, I wouldn't have told you if I hadn't seen you so much in line with my temperament......"

Albert stared blankly at Morris and did not speak. After a few moments, he finally burst out laughing.

"Poof, Maurice, are you kidding?"

"I'm not kidding?"

"Don't you know that I'm such a person? I don't think I'm good myself, and you want to treat me as a brother-in-law? Albert still smiled dumbly, "Besides, your sister doesn't like me." ”

"Friend, we've been together for so long, don't I know you yet? You're not bad, you just like to play...... Who doesn't love to play now? All you have to do is respect Lola and let her have her own space. Morris replied earnestly, "As for Lola, it doesn't matter, my father's opinion and I are the final decision, how can she object?" With your current status, as long as I talk to my father, my father will definitely consider it, and then you will be able to do this big business, right? ”

"Why, you seem to want to marry your sister off?" Albert was a little curious.

"How so?" Morris hurriedly shook his head and denied, "It's just that Lola is almost old now, so we have to think about it for her......"

Morris is of course a lie, and he does want to marry Lola off.

Because, this sister really made him feel very bad.

In the midst of the flattery and flattery that surrounded him, Morris could always see a dark cloud of great disharmony - that was his sister.

That's right. He hated his sister. Because, in the years that the brother and sister have been together, no matter how slow and unconcerned he is, he can still show that his sister looks down on him-even though she never says it. In ordinary life, Lola's intelligent mind and serious temperament also made her father more and more angry with herself, and often used her sister's watch to count herself.

Because of this, he very much wanted to get rid of this unlikable sister sooner rather than later - perhaps, it was because of his brother's idea that Lola couldn't wait to realize her plan.

Initially, he wanted to recommend it to Charles. In exchange for him leaving Charlotte. It's a pity that he was forcefully rejected by that person.

Then, recently, he fell in love with Albert. Although Albert usually lives a frivolous life, he is naturally not a good object in the eyes of most people, but he is just right for Morris's appetite. And. No matter how Albert is, he is also from a noble family. Recently, there has been a great momentum of soaring. is barely qualified to become the son-in-law of the Bowang family.

To be sure, the idea is wonderful. The only thing that didn't take into account was Albert and Lola's own thoughts.

However. That's enough.

Albert didn't want to get married at all, and he didn't want to marry someone like Lola, who was arrogant and self-serving. In his opinion, who loves a prodigal life, marrying a woman like Charlotte is already miserable, isn't marrying a woman like Lola a sentence for himself?

Although the dowry of 10 million is very, very attractive, in the eyes of Albert, who is now rich, there is really no attraction to name it.

While Albert was still thinking about how to politely reject Morris, Morris continued.

"So, friend, how nice do you think I am to you? Oh, no......" His face was already flushed with too much drinking, "We'll be a family by then......"

"But ......"

"Okay, don't talk about this, just give it to me as soon as you ...... qiē," Morris waved his hand, "Come, have another drink!" ”

After pouring Albert another glass of wine, he seemed to inadvertently remember something.

"It's strange to say that I met Mr. Trevil here! I've never met him before. As he spoke, a strange smile appeared on his face again, "However, what I didn't expect was that he also had this hobby...... Oh no, it's no wonder...... After all, he's a young man...... Who doesn't...... Who doesn't love to have fun......"

To be honest, he did feel a little shocked when he met Charles who came to the racecourse with his girlfriend to play today. He didn't expect that Charles, who seemed to be a rigorous, low-key and indifferent person, actually secretly had this hobby.

To be honest, he didn't have a very good impression of this Mr. Trelville, because in recent years, when his father criticized him, he had often become a positive teaching material in his mouth. It was for this reason that although he didn't have to trouble Charles, he always felt a little uncomfortable with Charles.

"This thing...... Didn't we just say that we wouldn't mention it again? Albert looked at Morris again, "Morris, I've thought about what you just said...... Sure enough, I still ......."

"Brother-in-law, what would happen if Charlotte knew about this?" Maurice interrupted Albert's refusal, but asked again without thinking. "From what I know about her, she's going to be angry...... What do you think? ”

Well, it would be very angry indeed. Albert chimed inwardly.

"Hey, Maurice, you've had too much, haven't you?" Albert frowned, and couldn't help but accentuate his tone, "They're going to get married!" Why disturb their lives? ”

"Married, yes, getting married, it's a pity...... But what about getting married? France is a country of freedom......" replied Morris with a drunken spirit, "just say you and me, have you ever touched a lady?" Well, it's a shame that she's married...... But even if ...... Even so, I still ...... Still want to ......"

This person really doesn't listen to advice. Albert's heart gradually cooled.

Albert remembered Charles's instructions before he left, and that was what he had to do.

A rush of wine, mixed with anger, welled up in Albert's heart.

He stood up, and walked over to Morris.

"Albert? What's wrong? Maurice looked at Albert strangely.

Instead of answering, Albert held out his hand.

Then, with this strong hand, he grabbed Morris by the collar and pulled him violently to himself. It was so hard that it almost tore off the entire blue bow tie.

He stared coldly at the young man, the man he had just called a good friend with a smile.

Perhaps because of the chill in his eyes, Morris didn't dare to move all of a sudden.

"Friend, I told you twice, now I'll tell you a third time, if you dare to do this, you know the consequences!"

Maurice did not answer, but looked at Albert with a pale face. Because he knew that Albert was an expert in dueling, he did not dare to act rashly, for fear of angering the young man who had lost his mind.

Then, before Morris's bodyguards, who were standing in the distance, rushed up, Albert threw Morris into the sand.

"Die, bastard! Who's going to be your brother-in-law, get out! He dropped a word viciously.

Then, with the strength of the wine, he pushed away the bodyguards who came over and stumbled out of the box. (To be continued!)

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