Chapter 446

The match time was up; the air thrummed with anticipation and the roar of eager crowds as the jockeys, astride their magnificent steeds, made a glittering entrance into the arena.

Amidst a shower of roses and the thunder of applause, the jockeys stood tall and proud, warriors each and every one.

The announcer’s voice boomed with excitement as he introduced each competitor and their gallant horses. All eyes were on the track, home fans cheering for their favorites. But there were a few who, in silence, awaited the arrival of a particular beauty.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen.”

The announcer’s voice hitched as he scanned his notes, causing a hush to sweep over the crowd.

“Please welcome the daughter of Chairman Emeric Ashbourne, the daughter of the Ashbourne family, Ms. Evadne Ashbourne!”

The crowd erupted in astonishment. Good heavens, the Ashbourne family’s daughter competing in the flesh? Could she truly be such an equestrian force?

Jewelry designer Alea, hotel magnate, fashion designer Haron, illustrious doctor Dr. Eve and now, a jockey too. What other surprises did she harbor, unknown to the world?

Yet, some onlookers couldn’t help their envious comments.

“Can’t that big–shot corporation afford a professional jockey? Why send the family gem to rough it up? Talk about cheap thrills.”

“Seriously, the racetrack is so dusty and grimy. If it were me, I would never agree to step in there.”

“And horses, they’re beasts after all. What if one goes berserk and she gets thrown or trampled? Seems the Ashbourne lady will stop at nothing for a bit of the limelight.”

Evadne, clad in a striking black and white riding ensemble, gracefully led her horse Wind into the arena.

The spectators were spellbound, even the naysayers fell silent for she was a vision of beauty.

Bland riding attire was often demanding of one’s figure; not any woman could embody its uniqueness, yet all those concerns and defects seemed dissolved in front of her impeccable body.

Her clear eyes and bright smile, her statuesque form, all radiated a fierce, sun–like brilliance.

Seeing his woman entering the arena, Thaddeus couldn’t help but rush to the forefront, gripping the railing with white–knuckled intensity, his eyes fixed on the breathtaking Evadne.

“Evadne,” he whispered her name, his voice thick with an emotion that almost brought him to tears.

Edith observed his longing gaze, scoffed, and drowned her irritation in a hefty swig of bourbon.

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miss this time for the

forehead. Not wanting to cause a scene, he redirected his frustration at Glynnis, “Where is your mom? The race is about to start. At such a crucial moment, everyone is here but her. Where has she

should I know? She’s your wife. You ought to

had been acting secretive lately, especially around this horse show. She used to cling to him relentlessly, and now she seemed

“Dennis.”

Mr. Abernathy,”

And when you do, tell her to come back

nodded and left

beat; she worried that Elspeth might be conducting a covert rendezvous with Victor at the track, exchanging some illicit potion, which drenched herself in cold sweat for

someone to

her entrance, couldn’t help but play the role of the spirited

her eyes, as clear as

family looked on with disapproval. What could they do about this whirlwind of a man? They pretended not to

with all the ‘woohoo‘, acting like a baboon?” Thaddeus roasted in a jealous tone as he shot him a cold glance, “Just stay

you know how to

it, I’m just being a passionate spectator. If Marilla were racing, I’d leap from here

unconvinced. Aren’t you already

the back, “I know exactly what you’re thinking. You’re more anxious

who says I won’t show it?” A tremor passed through Thaddeus’s long lashes, his voice a husky whisper, “Oh, ill show it when we

knowingly,

desires. Now, with love igniting his passions, he was a whole

man.

thing as being unromantic; it’s just a matter of meeting

lined up on the track, poised for the race. Their eyes

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gaze wandered greedily over her, lingering on her shapely legs hugged by tight jodhpurs.

exactly his type. Once the race was over, he resolved to

William and his son intently, noting how Ford’s gaze seemed fixated on Evadne. She couldn’t help but feel a drum of anxiety in her chest and whispered to Cassius, “That man from the Morris family…he seems

it before – the old man’s intentions were as clear as day! “What do we do? I’m getting

we wanted to expand our business here, we’d have

years older than Evadne – it’s not a

Mr. Abernathy. He might change his mind, who knows?”

uneasy.

never trade his daughter’s happiness

instructing Mr. Dylan to record the

Her seemingly delicate figure

her, thinking, “This pampered little miss

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