Chapter 872 Revenge


    The woman apanying Zach was on track three. She was experienced and always kept a firm grip


    on the reins, following behind Josie. After riding half ap, she gradually took the lead, doing so


    effortlessly.


    Gradually, Josie adapted to the rhythm of the gallop, and her courage grew steadily. With a sudden flick


    of his whip, the horse neighed and bolted forward, quickly overtaking Zach’s date.


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    She stared incredulously at Josie’s retreating figure. It’s clear she’s a novice, but does she have a


    death wish, racing in this manner?


    Josie may not be a professional, but she certainly had the guts.


    She rode on horseback, watching the scenery of the Olsen family estate whizzing by, her emotions a


    complex mix. One day, everything I’ve lost will return to me.


    Just then, Zach’s date also picked up speed. She guided her horse closer to Josie’s, using her


    experience to nudge the other horse with her own. Josie’s horse immediately lost its footing, swiftly


    leaning to one side. and elerating into a stumble.


    This scene elicited a gasp from the lounge.


    Dexter gripped the wine ss tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging prominently. His gaze


    turned ominously darker.


    Zach couldn’t help but steal a nce at his expression. At that sight, he broke out in a cold sweat.


    Even though Dexter had already divorced Josie, no one could be sure about his attitude toward her.


    He opened his mouth, intending to say something to lighten the mood, but Dexter had already put


    down his wine ss and walked out.


    “F*ck! I’didn’t ask her to do that!” Zach eximed. “Do I need her to win this championship? Does she


    really think I like watching her racehorse!”


    Someone nearby clicked their tongue. “Your femalepanion reallymands attention.”


    Meanwhile, Josie tightly gripped the reins, clenching her legs around the horse’s belly to prevent


    herself from falling off, barely managing to calm the startled horse.


    She nced at Zach’s date, who was far ahead, and a surge of determination welled up within her. She


    patted the horse’s head. “Shall we take revenge? What do you say?”


    This horse was spirited, as if it could understand her.


    Josie fiercely swung her whip, her speed escting relentlessly. Not only was her adrenaline surging,


    but so was that of the spectators watching the race.


    She was racing like there was no tomorrow.


    Upon reaching the bend, Zach’s date instinctively slowed down for stability, but Josie didn’t reduce her


    speed at all. On the contrary, she whipped the horse even harder, causing it to gallop fiercely. She


    pursed her lips and leaned forward, feeling the immense force of the impact, her hair flying in the wind.


    Zach’s date never expected that Josie would actually dare to do this!


    “F*ck!”


    The spirited horse was the first to reach the finish line. Josie held the reins, trying to calm the


    excitement. in her heart. She came to her senses, only to find her hands were shaking.


    She turned around and saw Zach’s date’s face looking extremely unpleasant.


    Josie wanted tough, but what reced it was a wave of extreme emptiness, the emptiness that


    comes after a great shock.


    However, just at that moment, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist as she was forcefully yanked off the


    horse.


    “Who told you to speed up?”


    Dexter’s gloomy face was right before her eyes. He gripped her wrist tightly, looking genuinely livid.


    Josie paused for a moment.


    He roared in fury, “Are you trying to get yourself killed!”


    Josie snapped back to reality, shaking off his hand. “Isn’t this what you wanted? If I win, you let me go.


    I won.”


    Dexter’s brow remained furrowed, his anger not yet dissipated. He tightened his grip on her waist,


    effortlessly lifting her back onto the horse. His hands held her close in front of him. “Josie, let me tell


    you what I truly desire.”


    “Dex-”


    Before Josie could even shout out, he squeezed his horse’s belly with his legs, and the horse


    immediately bolted forward again.


    This time, with his control, the speed was much faster and also more stable.


    Josie leaned into his embrace, her eyes tightly shut. She was devoid of any sense of security at that


    instant.


    “Dexter! You jerk! Put me down!”