Chapter 1115

All eyes fell on Wyatt. “What’s the matter?” Wyatt asked solemnly. “Our jockey was trampled by an out-of-control horse while taking the horse for a stroll.” The Thompsons exchanged glances in shock. “What?” With widened eyes, Wyatt asked anxiously, “How is he now? Is he alright?” Wyatt was a capitalist, but he was kind to his people. The race was the least of his concerns, as the jockey’s safety took precedence. Quentin wiped away his sweat. “He’s alright, but he’s bruised, and he has a broken arm. I had him delivered to the emergency room, but he’s in no shape to compete.” “All that matters is that he’s safe.” Wyatt sighed in relief. “Whose horse injured him? The owner of the horse should take responsibility,” Celeste urged. “Don’t worry, Celeste. Our jockey won’t suffer for nothing. I’ll make sure the owner takes full responsibility.” The Thompsons were in a difficult position. Without a jockey, the family had to drop out of the competition and hand over the o