Upon hearing this.
The group exchanged glances, their faces barely hiding their anticipation of a spectacle.
Tanner Eyre's skeptical gaze lingered on the girl as she lightly smirked, "Miss Green, don't joke around. Racing is no trivial matter, and even if I put up the bet, I'm afraid with Miss Green's skills, it won't be yours to take away."
Her seemingly gentle words were laced with ridicule at every turn.
Only those in the know like Mason Quinn and others glanced at her sympathetically.
After all, they had heard from Daniel Clarke that Claire Green was indeed reckless when it came to racing. Wasn't it because the scumbag from the House of Goodman looked down on her that he ended up losing the Berlin Mansion?
Though Tanner Eyre could race, her skills were far inferior to George Goodman's. Yet she's still bold enough to look down on Claire Green.
Claire Green chuckled softly, her smile growing more mischievous, "Looks like Miss Tanner lacks confidence in herself."
