Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 307 Risking It All

Caden’s POV:

Had I not secretly followed them to Granbourn, then Rosaline…

I didn’t dare think further.

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Lying lifelessly on the ground, the fallen horse had bled out completely. Just looking at it sent a chill down my spine.

“Take me over to have a look,” Rosaline whispered near my car. “Mr. Wood said these were old horses, and he wouldn’t be wrong about that. Elderly horses rarely have such bursts of energy–unless they’ve been drugged.”

“You suspect someone tampered with it?” I frowned. Something indeed felt off.

It was too much of a coincidence–every time something went wrong, it involved Rosaline’s props..

“Yes.” She nodded firmly.

I led her closer to the fallen horse. She lifted its eyelids for inspection, then examined its tongue. Her expression turned grave.

“Just as I thought,” Rosaline said coldly. “The horse was drugged.”

“Then the culprit behind this … ” I murmured, contemplating.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. “It must be the same person who’s been trying to harm me.”

Just then, Jasper arrived, bringing the horse’s owner along.

The owner, already aware of what had happened, rushed to explain, “I swear this has nothing to do with me! I even starved these horses for a few days beforehand so they wouldn’t be energetic. I never expected something like this to happen!”

pale

harming the CEO of Starplay Entertainment

as he looked at Rosaline, his

I’m unharmed anyway. It was probably just an accident,” she rubbed her temples. “Deal with the horse, find

Rosaline’s POV:

a sudden force gripped my waist, its

to react–I was lifted into Caden’s arms

you doing?”

gaze locked onto mine, his tone brooking no

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carefully placed me in a chair and handed me a cup of warm water.

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That arrow wasn’t even sharpened, yet you still managed to kill the horse

I hadn’t been badly hurt, the scene with the crazed horse still

lips curling slightly. “You shouldn’t continue this

his statement, I scanned the room. Crew members bustled back and

drove here, right?” I asked.

grim, lips pressed

talk in your car.”

effortlessly as he led me outside and into his vehicle.

the plush passenger seat, stretching

movement before gripping my hand. “I was worried about you.”

“You don’t have to worry. I already suspected something

props last time, but I didn’t suffer serious injuries. The

scene in this hunting ground is the