President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 46 Make a Bet

Throughout the domestic and foreign region, in the four-kilometer field rally, it seemed that no one had

got this achievement!

The face of all people changed, while Nathan looked calm.

He looked sternly at Natalia. "So what? If you want to make me quit the competition by saying this,

then I tell you get out of my way!"

Natalia smiled. "You have misunderstood! I did not ask you to quit. I just want to tell you the truth

objectively that it is impossible to regain the championship now based on the strength of the Black

Horse Team."

"You!"

People who had bad temper could not help and were about to rush up.

Nathan stopped them.

He looked at Natalia. His eyebrows and eyes were calm, "What do you mean?"

Natalia showed a smile, "I can help you win the championship."

“What?”

Everyone looked incredulous.

Natalia continued, “As long as you promise me one thing, I can guarantee that the champion belongs to

the Black Horse Team."

Nathan sneered, "I understand, but I am very sorry, I am not interested in your proposal, or believe

what you said. I admit that Charlie is a challenging opponent, but he is not that strong to make me

retreat."

Natalia wanted to say something, but interrupted by him.

"Now, if that is it, go out. I want to get ready for the race."

Natalia frowned.

Seeing that he was determined, she had to leave first.

The finals began soon.

The four teams' cars entered. As the whistle sounded, the race began.

All cars shot out like arrows.

The members of Black Horse Team had been closely locked their eyes in their own cars. And scene

was lividly.

Just then, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

The man looked around and frowned when he saw Natalia.

"You again? Why are you still here?"

Natalia smiled and pointed to the screen above the arena. "Look, Nathan in the third place," she said,

"Even if he barely passes this round, no matter how hard he tried in the next round, he can only be

second place. So it is impossible to win the championship.

That man was angry, but it was the fact, so he could not retort at all.

Four years ago, Nathan was very strong, but there were many new comers in this circle, and racing

needed reaction ability and physical coordination ability.

He was old.

On the screen with each section of the situation, Nathan's car had been kept in the third. Although he

could win the second, but it was far from the first place.

His members were gloomy.

The Black Horse Team had been preparing for four years, with the purpose to win the championship.

In the past four years, they had endured all mocking in silence, and not one of them said a word about

it.

They were about to win the championship in the race and take back their honor!

They were about to convince those who looked down on them and tell them that the champion

belonged to the Black Horse Team always!

But now…

Would they fail?

The team members were in excitement at the beginning, but gradually they felt worried and uneasy.

The score was announced at the end of the first half of the competition.

Charlie ranked first with result of 1 minute 48 seconds, followed by the second of 1 minute 54 seconds

and Nathan was 1 minute 55 seconds in the third.

The disparity was obvious at a glance.

The judges declared the three teams into the final. After half an hour's rest, the final began.

Although it had been successfully promoted, the members of Black Horse Team were upset. Nathan

went to the rest room.

In the rest room, they looked at the face of Nathan.

One of the members said, “Nathan, is that possible that we win the champion?"

Nathan took a look at him.

His face darkened for a moment, and then he said, "I'm sorry. I might let you down this time."

He had tried his best just now, but he still was in the third place.

Although he did not want to admit it, he had to admit that he was old.

Although his skill was still first-class, his reaction speed was not as good as that of the top drivers in

their early twenties who were in the prime of racing.

The members felt sorry for that.

"Nathan, come on, we believe you. You can make it!"

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you can’t win the championship, you have done your best!"

Nathan smiled.

Although he knew they were sincere, he still felt regretful.

He was 42 years old. If he lost again, he would almost have no chance to come back and see the Black

Horse Team win the championship.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

A beautiful woman came in.

"What is it, Director Nathan? Have you found what I said was true?"

Nathan looked at Natalia suddenly appeared, feeling speechless.

What did she come back?

"Natalia, what do you want?"

Natalia was confident, “I told you I want to help you take the champion."

He looked up at her, frowning. "Racing is not a game. If you have no experience, you might get hurt.

Are you sure you want to join it?”

Natalia smiled and bent over slightly.

She looked into his eyes and said, "I'm sure. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet. If I lose, you

can do anything to me. If I win, let me take the role of The Youth, OK?"

Nathan's pupils trembled.

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"Yes."

There was a sudden hush.

The two men looked at each other and neither would yield.

For a moment, Nathan gnashed his teeth.

"Ok, I agree."

"Nathan!

"Nathan, No!"

They want to persuade him, but he raised his hand to stop.

"But I also have a condition, if you win, you must join the Black Horse Team at least for five years. And

you are not allowed to leave during this time!"

Everyone was shocked.

Nathan was in deep consideration for the team.

In recent years, the Eagle Team and the Hunter Team had been becoming stronger and stronger. And

they had many talents. Charlie had won champion for four consecutive years. He was strong and no

one dare challenge him.

On the contrary, the Black Horse Team began to decline from four years ago.

It was once the domestic first-class team, now it was not able to win one champion.

It was full of worry and sadness.