Chapter 407

Teresa strutted into the horse field. Eleanor’s hand was balled into a tight fist

She watched as Teresa hopped onto a horse, quickly catching up to Bernard as if they were old friends.

Bernard slowed his horse, tuming as Teresa directed him to look towards Eleanor, who was sitting in the rest area.

Teresa and Bemard looked well–matched on their horses, while Eleanor, who couldn’t ride, was stuck watching from a distance.

Despair washed over Eleanor. Coming from a lower–class background, learning these high–society skills was always going to be an uphill battle.

Despite having just snapped back at Teresa, Eleanor was still feeling a pang of inferiority deep down. So, she averted her gaze and started heading towards the changing room.

Teresa said to Bernard, “Bernard, Ms. Shultz is acting high and mighty just because you’re on her back. Don’t you think you should do something about it?”

Bemard glanced at Eleanor and, from his saddle, he pulled a thin whip, and with a swift motion, he lashed it at the rear of Teresa’s horse

The horse reared up with a painful whinny and bolted around the track like a bat out of hell.

the reins and avoid getting thrown off, but she ended up half hanging off

her upside–down view, she saw Bernard, sitting on his white horse with his shades on, watching her coldly. Her

so gentle with Eleanor, but so icy towards her? If her riding skills weren’t

his horse around, and bolted towards

angry, turned

they know Bernard

always been

away, trying

just stepped out of the changing room

and asked Eleanor,

slightly but before she could answer, Bernard said, “Wait

changing room. As he did

changing, Bernard said goodbye to his friends and led Eleanor towards the

they reached the door, a woman wearing a white feathered mask

the look of someone who had just come from a masquerade

the mask, but

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