Chapter 542: Chapter 542: One Hundred Million Dollars is Peanuts!
Steve Price’s face lit up with joy, “Darling, you have good judgment! You’re right! I do think my IQ is super high and it’s indeed not quite suitable to be just an assistant.”
Xaviera Evans: “…” Do you think I’m complimenting you? Your IQ is really touching!
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On the horse ranch.
After getting off the car, Xaviera couldn’t help but exclaim at the luxury of the ranch. It was too vast to see the boundary at a glance. There were numerous luxury cars parked around, clearly a place for the upper class to entertain.
Yigol Mamet, like an excited husky, ran over to her.
Xaviera raised an eyebrow, “Must have cost a lot, right?”
Yigol wore an arrogant look, “Not too much, just one hundred million dollars. It’s pocket change for me.”
He didn’t open the ranch to make money. Instead, he wanted to spend the Mamet family’s money before Boyd Drew could take it over. Despite his master plan, he wasn’t scared of running out of money as he knew Caleb Mamet would look after him.
However, completing this task wasn’t easy, as the Mamet family was just too damn rich!
Xaviera was taken aback, one hundred million dollars is pocket change?
“Let’s go! I’ll give you a tour. The ranch just opened and there are no people yet to disturb us. We can have fun without any restrictions!”
They entered the ranch where some high-quality horses were taking a leisurely walk. Yigol pointed to them, “Xaviera, choose the one you like.”
She walked up closer, suddenly pointing at a particular horse, “Yigol, where did this horse come from?”
All the horses in Yigol’s ranch were of expensive breeds, yet the one Xaviera pointed at looked quite ordinary, with no special features except being slightly larger in size.
Xaviera looked surprised. It had been long since she last saw it, but she still recognized it as the horse her elder brother had given her on the mountain.
Caleb had a knowing smile on his face.
Seeing him smile, she immediately caught on, “This is my horse, isn’t it? Wasn’t it in Fenlon? How did you get it back here?”
The horse immediately sprinted towards Xaviera upon seeing her, panting excitedly, even spraying saliva in its excitement.
Yigol made a disgusted face, leaning closer to Caleb and whispered, “This is… Xaviera’s horse? Why does it look so stupid? And it’s so big, can Xaviera even get on it with her height? A girl should choose a smaller and gentler horse, Xaviera should not challenge something so challenging given her short stature.”
Xaviera: “…”
She looked at Caleb with a pitiful face, whining softly, “Caleb, your brother said I’m short.”
Caleb chuckled, “I can beat him up. He’ll be in a wheelchair and then he won’t be taller than you.”
Yigol: “…” You two are too intimidating. I just made a casual remark and you want me crippled?
The victorious Xaviera smiled, gently stroking the horse’s mane. She hadn’t seen her horse for a long time but they were still close. She planned on bringing the horse back to Lowen Clubhouse and as she was about to leave, a voice echoed from a distance—
“Xaviera, this horse is too big. It’s not suitable for a girl to ride. You’re just beginning to learn horse riding. It’s best to be safe and not hurt yourself.”
Zara Woods, wearing a blue riding suit, looked perfectly curvaceous on horseback, slowly approaching like a proud princess.
She dismounted with a gentle expression, “Xaviera, I’m skilled in horse riding. If you don’t mind, could I try riding this horse and help you find a more suitable one?”
However, before Xaviera could answer, Yigol stood protectively next to her, “What are you doing here?”
He had only informed a few good friends about the opening of the ranch, not Zara Woods.
Since his purpose wasn’t to earn money, he didn’t care whether he had customers or not. If nobody came, it would be even better because he could enjoy solitary peaceful days here.
Zara Woods suddenly showing up with a group of friends made the atmosphere awkward.
Her face serene, she still wore a full smile, “Yigol, aren’t you doing business with an open door? Don’t you welcome me here? You’re my good friend; of course, I should lend my support when you open a new ranch.”
Then, a man behind Zara Woods spoke up, “Miss Woods is right. Yigol, my brother wanted to show support as he knew this was your first business venture. So he brought many friends along. Surely you can’t be unwelcoming?”
Yigol’s eyebrows furrowed.
Xaviera, meanwhile, was unperturbed.