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.

family lose out,” Edith twirled a lock of

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

erupted in a

What did she mean?

to race? Could she even

as he stared at Evadne’s captivating

eyes bulged in

be psychic, saying exactly

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

sure you can do this?”

have to ask?” Eyadne winked playfully, her eyes twinkling with

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

they expected her to

look at 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

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

beet red with mortification,

merely shook his head at his

“Um, Jareth.”

nervously. “Evadne has

backward for her, what is there to fear? Quite the novelty,”

I didn’t mean

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 that Edith will pick

Jareth asked, not quite catching her

It’s nothing.” she stammered, shaking her head fervently as if

and nightmarish, flooded her 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

on a job 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

opinion of the young

reminded him of

to admit that this girl was indeed a

his grandson were to

he considered, might

changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully, waving to them before heading out with Mr. Dylan by

out, her

back and

at it,” Emeric commented, masking his concern

followed Evadne until she

to be an equestrian?” he

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

all their outward grace, these two were mortal enemies, each secretly wishing the other would

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

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

fingers

dark, fathomless whirlpools. “Did she ever see the ruthless

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smile belying the infernal chill radiating from

won’t come.”

was both stunning and

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