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.

Edith twirled a lock of her hair with

calm resolve,

erupted in a chorus of shocked

What did she mean?

race? Could she even handle

beat as he stared at Evadne’s captivating silhouette, his breathing erratic

eyes bulged

sarcastically, “Oh, you must be psychic,

We’ll see how she fares,”

you sure you can do this?” Emeric asked,

do you really have to ask?” Eyadne winked playfully,

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 alliances and the family’s honor,” Barry said

expected her to

look at the field, Ms. Evadne, do you see any other women? Is it really proper for you to

icy as she replied, her lips curving into a mocking smile. “If I recall correctly, your grandmother was a celebrated rider in her youth, even winning international accolades. Are you saying her

face turned beet red with mortification, at a loss

his head at his granddaughter’s

“Um, Jareth.”

Jareth’s hand nervously. “Evadne has offended Edith. Isn’t she

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

didn’t mean

one that might just turn the tables in their favor. Marilla kept her gaze fixed on the ground,

Jareth

stammered, shaking her head fervently

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

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

opinion of the

of his wife in her

to admit that this girl was indeed a force to be reckoned with, a true warrior in her own

were to

he considered, might

I’ll go get changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully, waving to them before

out,

back and flashed–an

girl have a shot at it,” Emeric commented, masking his concern with a

gaze followed Evadne until she

to be an equestrian?”

beside him like a scene from

for all their outward grace, these two were mortal enemies, each secretly

his voice deep

the grandeur,” Avery retorted with a cold, contemptuous smile. “It’s clear you don’t understand her

fingers slowly curling into

fathomless whirlpools. “Did she ever

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chill radiating from him. “I can

won’t come.”

that was both stunning and suffocating,

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