Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 955

Nathan would never have bothered himself with someone as disdainful as Will Dylan if not for the urge to teach the arrogant man a lesson.

An unfathomable smile appeared on Nathan's face as he caressed Marquis. "How do you want the race to be?"

Will Dylan was delighted to see Nathan taking his bait. He grinned hideously, "You'll be riding your horse, and I, mine, ten laps around the club. Whoever finishes first wins."

Nathan narrowed his eyes, "And?"

Will added, "Since this is a race, there has to be a bet."

Nathan asked calmly, "What would you like to bet on?"

Will snorted, "If I lose, I will give you this purebred horse of mine that is worth 12 million. If you lose, I want your..."

I want your wife to sleep with me tonight!

Noticing the murderous aura of Nathan and Colin, Will changed his unfinished sentence halfway. "If you lose, I want you to kneel as I whip you ten times. I think it's rather fair for you to bet ten whips whereas I bet 12 million, isn't it?"

Nathan curled his lips up into a smile, "Alright! If I lose, you can whip me ten times; but if you lose, I don't want your horse either. I shall whip you just once."

Will was exhilarated. You're so dead!

His purebred horse was bought at a staggering amount of 12 million from England. Since he was from a prominent family, he learned riding at a young age and was brilliant at it.

Feeling confident, Will was already envisioning the scene where he would whip Nathan to his death with a wicked smirk on his face.

It never occurred to Tobias that Nathan would agree to a race with Will Dylan, not to mention making such a risky bet.

Tobias whispered nervously to Nathan, "Mr. Cross, his horse is a rare purebred which always wins in races! It will be best if you do not agree to the challenge."