Chapter 71 Horse Number Two was indeed leading, maintaining its pace well past the halfway point and showing no signs of tiredness


    Meanwhile, Andrews Number Four stayed close behind but remained trailing by a good meters length. Theres no point watching any longer the winner is clear ! Harvey turned to Mark with a smile


    Mr.


    Thatcher has led us to victory, truly showing the spirit of a leader! Bernard eximed admiringly.


    Mark felt deeply satisfied as his fortunes turned around.


    He smiled smugly at Andrew and asked, Well, what do you say now? Andrew shifted his gaze from the track and replied calmly, Youre right.


    The winner is clear


    Markughed heartily


    Its great that you know when to admit defeat.


    Theres hope for you yet! However, Andrew shook his head and said, I think theres a misunderstanding, Mr.


    Thatcher I meant our victory and Number Twos defeat.


    Before Mark could respond, Bernard shouted in disbelief, How is Number Four moving so fast? Marks heart sank as he quickly turned back to the track


    Just before the finish line, Number Four suddenly surged forward, overtaking the prized thoroughbred and crossed the finish line.


    first.


    Marks confident smile froze as he realized he had lost again


    The mayor of Jayrodale, known for his horse racing expertise, had suffered three consecutive defeats. Number Four ... actually won! Francesca gasped in disbelief.


    Andrew, how did you do it? Lauren burst into delightedughter, ignoring the dark expressions around her.


    Dr.


    Lloyd, thats three wins in a row! I calcted the odds beforehand we just won nearly 1.5 million dors! Youre incredible! Youre cheating! You must be ! Harvey exploded, unable to contain himself any longer. Yet, nobody responded to his protest.


    After all, the clubs owner was another powerful figure who would not risk offending Mark over a few races


    Mark chuckled bitterly.


    Harvey, sit down.


    We may have lost, but lets maintain our grace.


    That wasnt cheating


    Wiping cold sweat from his forehead, Mark turned to Andrew and asked, Youre just a junior time? doctor at Jayrodale General Hospital


    Do you happen to study horse racing in your spare Andrew replied simply, Not really.


    Chupter 71 Marks smile grew wry.


    So, a doctor with no background in racing wins three straight races, each time catching us off guard.


    Is the universe trying to tell me something? Bernard shouted angrily, Mr.


    Thatcher, this kid just got lucky! Silence! Mark snapped.


    I can judge for myself whether it was luck or skill.


    Bernard felt his face flush with embarrassment and reluctantly stayed quiet.


    Mark then turned to Andrew with genuine curiosity.


    Dr.


    Lloyd, Im still puzzled by these losses.


    Would you mind exining your strategy for these three races? The sight of Mark humbling himself to ask Andrew for advice left Francesca, Christina, and even Lauren stunned


    The crowd watched in shock as this young doctor made the mighty Mark Thatcher lower his pride.