Chapter 445

“What’s wrong?” Emeric asked, his voice a deep rumble.

“Our jockey got injured by some crazed horse from the Lockwoods while he was out walking ours!”

The Ashbournes exchanged shocked glances.

“What?”

Emeric’s eyes widened with concern. “How is he? Not in any life–threatening danger, I hope?”

́Although Emeric was known as a ruthless tycoon in the boardroom, he was known for his benevolence towards his staff. His first

thought wasn’t about the race, but about the jockey’s safety.

Mr. Dylan, the estate manager, wiped his brow. “No, thank goodness. He’s got multiple bruises and a broken arm. We’ve sent him to the hospital, but there’s no way he can compete now.”

Emeric exhaled in relief. “As long as he’s okay, that’s what matters.”

“Which horse caused the injury? We must hold them accountable,” Myra gently reminded.

“Don’t

worry, Myra dear. The Ashbournes won’t be pushed around. I’ve already handled it. They will be held fully responsible.”

But now, the Ashbournes were in a tight spot….

Without a jockey, were they to bow out of the competition, just handing over this grand opportunity on a silver platter?

Emeric clenched his jaw, his face etched with frustration.

“Chairman Emeric, it’s a true shame your horse won’t compete in such a prestigious event.”

Frederic’s mouth spoke of regret, but his lips curled into a smug smile. “Nonetheless, there’s always next year. No need to dwell on it too much.”

Emeric’s expression darkened.

He thought, “So, your son bullies my daughter, and you think you can gloat over my misfortune? Over my dead body!”

The Chambers and the Fairhavens breathed a sigh of relief, with one less contender to worry about.

“Regret? Mr. Frederic, you speak too soon.”

Evadne stepped forward with a confident grace, her tone conveying an undeniable sense of pride. “The Ashbournes don’t leave room for regrets, nor do we accept defeat.”

Frederic’s smugness faltered.

Evadne’s decisive words shattered the tension and redefined the atmosphere.

Thaddeus watched his spirited love with a gentle smile, eagerly anticipating the surprise she was about to unveil.

“Tsk, that little minx is making a scene again!” Glynnis muttered under her breath.

lock of her hair with disdain. “What can she possibly do? The race is

spoke with calm resolve, “Dad, let me ride for

room erupted in a chorus of shocked

What did she mean?

going to race?

at Evadne’s captivating silhouette, his breathing erratic

bulged in

be psychic, saying exactly

play the hero. We’ll see how she fares,”

can do this?” Emeric asked, concern lacing

Eyadne winked playfully,

looks. They were aware that Evadne could ride, but racing was a different beast entirely. “Ms. Evadne, racing isn’t child’s play, and this event is crucial for business

they expected her to embarrass

the field, Ms. Evadne, do you see any other women? Is it really proper for you to compete?” Edith, emboldened by her grandfather’s words, joined

suggesting that horse riding isn’t a sport for women, or do you inherently believe that women are inferior to men?” Evadne’s gaze was icy as she replied, her lips curving into a mocking smile. “If

face turned beet red with mortification, at

head at his

“Um, Jareth.”

clutched Jareth’s hand nervously. “Evadne has

for her, what is there to fear? Quite the

I didn’t mean

might just turn the tables in their favor. Marilla kept her gaze fixed on the ground, her cherry lips parting ever so slightly as she murmured in

what did you say?” Jareth

shaking her head fervently as if

a relentless tide. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself not to dwell on them, even as a sheen of cold sweat began to form on her smooth

Barry a confident smile that could rival the sun and moon. “Mr. Barry, thank you for your

taken aback, his opinion of

him of

admit that this girl was

were to court Ms.

considered, might

changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully, waving to them before heading out

careful!” Myra called out, her eyes brimming

and

it,” Emeric commented, masking

Evadne until

you? Didn’t expect Evadne to be an equestrian?” he asked, his brows knitting

a smirk, standing beside him like a scene from a

their outward grace, these two were mortal enemies,

God,” Thaddeus said, his voice deep and resonant. “And gifts, as

contemptuous smile. “It’s clear you don’t understand her at all. Why mask

fingers slowly curling

like dark, fathomless whirlpools. “Did she ever see the ruthless Mr. Avery who conspired with Eden and sent men to

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the infernal chill radiating from him.

won’t come.”

curved into a smile that was both stunning and suffocating, a challenge to the

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