"I realized that you have been asking a few idiotic questions ever since lunch. I don't know if the CEO of the Swiss National Bank will go crazy, but I know that you will definitely suffer from depression if you continue like this. Relax, buddy. I've already given you my word. I'll settle the matter."
"Are you sure?" Garris trembled as he said that.
"Garris, are you sure you're fine? If it's really inconvenient, I can book a private jet to bring you to Switzerland to see a psychiatrist. Or I can invite a psychiatrist to the castle? "William said with concern. William was very willing to spend some money to do favors.
"There's no need. It's not that serious. As long as you settle the matter of the leak, I'll be fine immediately."
William looked at the staff around the stable. "Don't worry. I'll bring you to pick a horse first. We can talk in the forest."
He brought Garris to see Red Rabbit. In about ten days, Red Rabbit would be heading to Doncaster Racetrack in South Yorkshire to participate in the St. Leger Championship playoff.
After paying a sponsorship fee of a hundred thousand pounds, Red Rabbit would qualify for the playoff. According to Old Neil, there would be twenty-three horses participating in the playoff. It was the highest number of horses in history.
Due to the collapse of the stock market, many racehorses that were over five years old had returned to racing. Horse owners hoped to sell their racehorses at a high price after winning a first-class race to relieve the financial pressure.
The horse that had retired was because the owner had let the horse participate in various first-class races since May. As a result, the horse did not get enough rest and retired due to injuries.
William happily patted Red Rabbit's neck as he greeted Old Neil and Kenny, who were walking over.
"Old Neil, Kenny, this is Garris. Garris, these two are the horse trainer's supervisor, Old Neil, and Red Hare's rider, Kenny." William smiled as he introduced the three of them. The three of them exchanged greetings.
Old Neil said excitedly, "Boss, Red Rabbit's test results were very good today. It took three minutes and twenty-one seconds for 2,937 meters. It almost broke the record of the St. Leger Cup. God, if nothing unexpected happens, I believe Red Rabbit will definitely win the championship in about ten days."
"What?" Garris looked at William in surprise and asked, "You actually bought a horse that has the ability to win the championship? You're not really God's bastard, are you? "
"F * ck you, Garris. How could God's bastard have black hair? I'm not interested in the one in the heavens. If you keep talking about this, I'll turn on you."
William knew where the descendant of God was. Ever since he killed a member of the St. Clair family in Paris a few months ago, Sophie had not contacted William. William also did not want to have anything to do with Sophie. The two of them had some major differences in their views.
To William, as long as Sophie got married and had children, her mission would be complete. The St. Clair family was just a tool to him.
"Alright." Garris was a little upset by William's rebuke. Seeing that William's gaze did not seem to be joking, Garris said gloomily, "I apologize. I forgot that your Devonshire family is not religious. I promise I won't make such a joke in the future."
"What?" Old Neil and Kenny looked at Garris in surprise. Then, they looked at William and cursed inwardly. In this day and age, even if one was not religious, no one would be like William, who did not care if others knew that he was a non-believer.
"Alright, Old Neil, help us pick two horses for hunting. Hurry, we won't have much time left to hunt if we don't leave now."
"Alright, Boss. Please follow me." Old Neil felt the pinch as he led William and Garris to another stable. He cursed William inwardly for being a rich man. He was actually using a high-quality Ferghana horse that could be used as a stallion for hundreds of thousands of pounds to ride horses.
After a long headache, Old Neil knew that he could not stop William from doing whatever he wanted. He said gloomily, "Boss, if you want to use horses, you can only use the male Ferghana horses in the stables. I'm just not sure how good you and Mr. Garris are at horsemanship. Untrained male horses tend to be more irritable. I'm worried that there might be an accident."
That was true. William was no longer a novice. He had learned a lot about horses from reading information over the past few days. He turned his head to look at Garris.
"Heh heh, it won't be a problem. As long as they aren't wild horses, other horses are no problem for me. I've been in contact with horses since I was six years old. Over the past few decades, I've ridden at least eighty, if not a hundred."
"Then it won't be a problem. Those male Ferghana horses might be more irritable, but they aren't wild horses."
After more than ten minutes of preparation, William led his black Ferghana horse out of the stable, while Garris chose a dark red one.
The two of them led their horses to the meadow. Under the watchful eyes of the horse trainer and the stablemaster, William's black Hanxue horse surprisingly didn't throw a tantrum. It stood obediently on the meadow, carrying William on its back. On the other hand, Gallis's horse was much more nervous.
Everyone comforted the horse for a few minutes before allowing Garris to saddle it.
The two carried their hunting rifles and under William's lead, they rode their horses slowly towards the forest north of the castle.
After about half an hour, they arrived at the edge of the forest. Garris pulled the reins and said, "Can you tell me now? I'm not in the mood to hunt until I hear the exact news."
"You really can't keep your cool," William teased him with a smile.
"Bastard, don't keep me in suspense. A rich brat like you can't understand the pressure I'm under. Why do I work so hard? It's all for the sake of the nobles. God, sometimes I really want to resign and go back to my family's manor to retire." Gallis roared in a low voice.
William curled his lips and scoffed at Garris's words. "Come on, Garris. It's not that I'm mocking you, but you're only in your 40s. You're still in the prime of your life and you're willing to retire. Moreover, if you don't climb out of this mud pit, you'll never be able to retire.
William's words made Garris fall silent for a long time. He looked at the distant sky and sighed, "Governance is too complicated, and relationships are as thin as paper. Once I make a mistake, not only do a lot of people who are hostile to the nobles have their eyes on me, but there are also people who want to oust me. If it weren't for the relationships I've worked so hard to build over the years, I might have already been suspended and investigated by my own people."
Garris's face became ruthless as he spoke. "It's funny. As a superior, I'm not as comfortable as M, who made a big mistake. Some people want to protect her, so they want me to take the blame for her. So if you know anything, tell me now. It's time for me to fight back."
William narrowed his eyes and said, "So the only person who wants to save you is me."
Garris opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but no words came out. In the end, he said dispiritedly, "Although I don't want to admit it, you're right. There are many people who want to protect me, but they're all in the open and their every move is being watched.
Not many people can save me, but at a time like this, I don't dare to trust them. The only person who can make me feel at ease is you, who has no conflict of interest with me. "
"Haha," William laughed a few times, then said seriously, "Garris, remember your situation today. When I need you, I'll ask you. If you dare to refuse without endangering your personal safety and future, I'll let you know the consequences of betrayal."
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