Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better?

Chapter 86

C86

40 minutes ago.

To increase the dividend rate of horse No. 3, I manipulated the bad horse, No. 1, as if it were a popular horse.

In my previous life, I had heard about it during my liberal arts class in an instant.

Players say they encourage people to bet on horses with lower odds of winning.

Not many people here know horses as well as Thierry.

"Most of them are people who enjoy gambling moderately, people who more or less want to capture the feeling."

Ordinary people without a keen eye will bet on the most popular horses.

And I invested a large amount of money at the beginning, creating the illusion that horse No. 1 was the most popular.

"If they're not sure which horse to bet on, they'll bet on a horse with high stakes."

"Ah, that's why the dividend rate for horse No. 1 has been reduced like this."

"True. Even if they get a little less money, they want to make a safe decision."

Guillaume's face, who understood all my explanations, was filled with excitement.

"So, what if Sir Thierry's chosen horse No. 3 wins?"

"It will win fifteen times more."

"She's a real gambler... No, she's a genius. Manipulating the dividend rate like this."

Thierry murmured with a hint of admiration.

"It's starting."

In a short time, the horses began to appear one or two at the starting line.

A lot of money was bet, and it was my first race, so I had a tense throat.

It started!

The red flags waved with the sound of fireworks, and huge riders with firm muscles began to run across the field without hesitation.

At first, horse No. 1 started leading quickly, and the place was shaken by the cheers.

It must be because many people bet on horse No. 1.

"Thierry, what the hell happened? If Princess Deborah loses on a surprisingly established field, we..."

Guillaume was nervous, but Thierry was calm.

"Just wait and watch. It's been warming up for quite some time."

"Oh? Ooooohhh!"

Horse No. 3 with a bright red mane, reminiscent of a red tomato, ran fiercely like fireworks in the second half of the game.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

As soon as it passed three horses in an instant, Guillaume grabbed his chest and shouted breathlessly, and Thierry clenched his fists tightly.

Did it really win first place?

Finally, horse No. 3 took first place due to a small difference.

Honestly, I didn't expect it, but I'm also surprised because Thierry's eyes with horses were truly exceptional.

He played the piano well and had a lot of talent, so I couldn't understand why he lived like this.

"We won! It's first place!"

"That's why I can't stop betting!"

These young scoundrels with money in their hands were in a festive mood.