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    Maya turned to Jessica with a mischievous smile. "Jessica, you''re betting so much money on this


    country boy. If you end up losing all of it, what will you do? Is your littlepany even capable of


    handling such a bet?"


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    As Maya spoke, an idea suddenly struck her. "Or maybe you borrowed this money from the bank?


    Or perhaps you’re misusing funds owed to someone else?"


    "What does it concern you?" Jessica replied coldly.


    Maya let out a mockingugh and said, "You''re right, it doesn''t concern me. But as your old


    ssmate, I feel the need to remind you. If you borrowed this money from the bank or if it’s funds


    from your business and you misuse it, and if Daniel ends up losing, you won''t be able to cover the


    shortfall. That couldnd you in jail. Imagine going to jail over such a country bumpkin—it''s not


    worth it!"


    Maya''s words were meant to mock Jessica, but they also nted a seed of thought in Wyatt, who


    had not considered this angle. The more he thought about Maya''s suggestion, the more his mind


    raced.


    If Jessica really was betting with borrowed money or misappropriated funds, she could indeed end


    up in prison if unable to recover the loss. Then, if Wyatt were to offer a helping hand, perhaps his


    longtime crush and the wless beauty of his dreams would be grateful enough to reciprocate—


    maybe even with her affections.


    Quick to prevent Maya from spoiling his machinations, Wyatt urged, "Maya, if you''re going to bet


    with this country boy, just ce your bet. If you don’t want to, then don’t. Now if you remember,


    even Tiger Woods has yed on this course, and at this second hole—the par-six—Woods himself


    took three strokes to get the ball in the hole! So, if you don''t want to throw away your money, cut the


    chatter and ce your bet!"


    With that, Maya hastily moved to transfer the funds, but she didn''t have ten million at her disposal.


    She applied for various loans, including some high-interest ones, and eventually scraped together


    enough to deposit the ten million into the holding ount.


    Meanwhile, the shrewd Sebastian had already made several calls, borrowing from everyone he


    knew. He managed to gather eight million.


    "Country boy, I want to bet with you too, but let''s go for eight million, not ten," Sebastian dered


    after making all his calls, not hiding his intentions from Daniel, who had overheard everything.


    Did they all think Daniel was such a simpleton, a mere country bumpkin who would let his money


    slip through his fingers? Daniel had tough. He would not turn down free money. After all, only a


    fool would refuse such an offer.


    "Sebastian, you sure you want to bet with me?" Daniel verified.


    "Country boy, don’t tell me you''re getting cold feet and want to back out now? I''ve already


    transferred the eight million into the holding ount, and there''s no way for you to wriggle out of it,"


    Sebastian confidently taunted.