"Claire, Andrew and the others are going horse racing, are you going?"
Suddenly.
The door opened slightly, and a head poked in.
John Sinclair peeked through the door, eagerly watching the girl.
After last night, he and Sebastian Winn had hit it off with Andrew James and the other four, spending the whole evening sharing tales of Claire's outrageous antics.
And those guys didn't hold back, readily recounting Claire's racing tales, making him regret not being there in person.
Horse racing?
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "Is there a wager?"
As soon as she finished speaking.
John Sinclair froze, unable to stop himself from twitching the corners of his mouth.
Claire's love for money is truly formidable; she can't do anything without staking a bet.
"There is, and even if there wasn't, I'd make sure there is one."
John grinned, assuring her.
Anything involving money is a minor issue, given that as a group, all they have is money.
