Chapter 917 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• "Dr. Fairchild... You assured me that you would attend today's horse racing event. Give me the medication, please. With her eyes bloodshot from fear, Shannon begged. "You won't be unfaithful, will you? will undoubtedly be able to see you today, correct?" What is this? Do you miss me, Madam? Simon laughed. His voice was not loving but derisive. Simon, Dr. Fairchild! Shannon sobbed, her eyes filling with tears. "I truly miss you... I miss you! I feel like I'm going crazy because I miss you so much! Actually, the "miracle drug" that would enable her to escape her situation was what she yearned for most.
• She had entirely abandoned any feeling of guilt for the sake of receiving this drug. “After the horse race is over, please come to the resting area of the second horse track alone. By then, nobody will be there, and everyone will be at the first horse track. I'll be right here waiting for you. Simon gave the order. Shannon's eyes gleamed with anticipation as she nodded enthusiastically. "All right! I will... I will come to find you!" The tournament formally started after the amazing opening ceremony performance. The horse racing event had two highlights each year.
• In order to participate in a display of their wealth, affluent aristocratic families went to great lengths to purchase expensive racehorses from abroad for the parade of the racehorses. A brilliant scene was created when a number of rare and beautiful horse breeds trotted over the racecourse. The horse race was the second factor. Each year, billions of dollars are wagered on the races that take place on the day of the event. While some fight for status, others bet for social connections, and still others expect to win big at the races. For the glory of triumph, not for fame!