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.

but she ended up half hanging off the side of the horse,

white horse with his shades on, watching her coldly. Her heart

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

horse around, and bolted

suddenly angry, turned their backs

they know Bernard couldn’t stand

it Leo? He’s always been chummy with

reigned his horse back and slipped away, trying to act

stepped out of the changing room when she saw

his sunglasses and asked Eleanor, “are

said, “Wait for me here, I’m going to

and disappeared into the changing room. As he did so, the rest of the guys

said goodbye to his friends and led Eleanor

woman wearing a white feathered mask

someone who had just come from a masquerade ball and forgotten to

attention wasn’t the mask, but the

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