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.

stand to see her family lose out,” Edith twirled a lock

before Edith’s laughter subsided, Evadne spoke with calm resolve, “Dad, let

in a chorus of shocked

What did she mean?

Evadne going to race?

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

bulged in

“Oh, you must be psychic, saying

We’ll see how she fares,” Edith hissed, her

you sure you can do this?” Emeric asked, concern lacing

Eyadne

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

was clear they expected her

women? Is it really proper

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 I recall correctly, your grandmother was a celebrated rider in her youth, even winning international accolades. Are you saying

red with mortification, at a loss for

his head at his granddaughter’s

“Um, Jareth.”

“Evadne

her, what is there to

didn’t

fixed on the ground, her cherry lips parting ever so slightly as she murmured in a Wind, “I’m worried. I’m worried that

you say?” Jareth asked, not quite catching

her head fervently as if it were a

mind like 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

without the right tools,” Evadne said, flashing Barry a confident 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

of the young woman shifting

demeanor reminded him of his

he’d have to admit that this girl was indeed a force to be reckoned with, a true warrior

grandson were to court

might

out of time. I’ll go get changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully,

careful!” Myra called out, her eyes brimming

back and flashed–an “ok”

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

gaze followed Evadne

Evadne to be an equestrian?” he asked, his brows knitting

with a smirk, standing beside him like a scene from a

outward grace, these two were mortal

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

cold, contemptuous smile. “It’s clear you don’t

fingers

she ever see

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

won’t come.”

both stunning and suffocating, a challenge to

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