He spoke with a carefree expression on his face. In his mind, he was already the undisputed winner of this race. He could win regardless of Vania's demands.
Furthermore, he had tasks more important than winning this race to complete, and today was all about that.
Bennett's face grew even darker as he thought about it.
In contrast, Vania's expression was incredibly innocent, as if she hadn't realized any danger at all.
"Mr. Lambert, since this is our first encounter, I'm not sure what you'd like to bet on. Why don't you place a bet? I'm confident we'll be able to handle whatever comes our way," she said, unintentionally elevating her and Hanson's status.
In their eyes, Bennett was insignificant.
Bennett, of course, understood what she meant and his face instantly grew icy.
Alright. I want you dead. Will you agree to that?
But he wouldn't say such things if he wanted to continue the race with them.
He would be the one to win, no matter what demands he made.
Why not ask for more than that? Why not let Vania and Hanson fall for a trap and pay even more?
This would be like hitting two birds with one stone.
He took a bold step and boasted to Vania. "I own a villa in Shabury that is worth 3 billion. I wonder if that's something you'd be interested in."
Vania chuckled in response.
Only 3 billion? Was he really that brazen to utter such a thing? It wasn't even close to what Hanson gave her in allowance.
However, she did not have such a property in Shabury, so she didn't mind having one more.
She replied coolly in the face of such wealth. "Who would complain about having too much money, right? I'm up for the challenge."
It sounded as simple as spending three dollars when she casually mentioned 3 billion.
Coco, who was standing nearby, was filled with envy and displayed a range of other emotions.
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