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.

can’t stand to see her family lose out,” Edith twirled a lock of her hair with disdain. “What can she possibly do? The race is starting soon. Unless she plans

Evadne spoke with calm resolve, “Dad, let me

a chorus of shocked

What did she mean?

race? Could

heart skipped a beat as he stared at Evadne’s captivating silhouette, his

bulged

you must be psychic, saying exactly what

hero. We’ll see how she fares,” Edith hissed, her eyes maliciously fixed on Evadne’s

are you sure you can do this?” Emeric

to ask?” Eyadne winked playfully, her

were aware that Evadne could ride, but racing was a different beast entirely. “Ms. Evadne, racing isn’t child’s

expected her

really proper for you to

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 I recall correctly, your grandmother was a celebrated rider in

red with mortification, at a

his head at his granddaughter’s

“Um, Jareth.”

clutched Jareth’s hand nervously. “Evadne has offended

over backward for her, what is there to fear? Quite the novelty,” Jareth chuckled, warming her hand in

I didn’t

yet another defining moment, one that 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 a Wind, “I’m worried. I’m worried

did you say?” Jareth asked, not

shaking her head

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself not to dwell on them, even as a

smile that could rival the sun and moon. “Mr. Barry, thank you for your concern, but I never enter a battle I’m not sure of winning. This competition is mine for the

of the young

fearless demeanor reminded him of his

that this girl was

were to

he considered, might

changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully, waving to them before

Myra called out, her eyes brimming with

glanced back and flashed–an

Emeric commented, masking

Evadne

aren’t you? Didn’t expect Evadne to be an equestrian?” he asked,

a smirk, standing beside him like

were mortal enemies, each secretly wishing the other

is a gift from God,” Thaddeus said, his voice deep and resonant. “And gifts,

me the grandeur,” Avery retorted with a cold, contemptuous smile. “It’s clear you don’t understand her at all. Why mask your insecurity and

breath hitched, his fingers slowly curling into

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

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Avery warned, his smile belying the infernal chill radiating from him. “I can make you wish

won’t come.”

a smile that was both stunning and suffocating, a challenge to

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