Chapter 210

Everyone:

This was the first time anyone realized just how unexpectedly funny their young lord could be.

Randell arrived at the stables, only to discover that Suzan's assistant had tried to inject something into Effie's chosen horse-but Effie had caught them in the act.

"Mr. Hoffman, you're just in time! They were about to do something to your horses," Effie reported the moment she saw Randell. "You treasure these horses like your own children. How could they even think of harming them?"

Randell played along, his face grave. "That's right. Every horse here is the product of the finest breeding. You couldn't replace them even if you sold yourselves. How dare you lay a finger on them?"

Suzan went pale, scrambling to explain. "No, we never intended to hurt your horses! You have to believe me."

She shot a look at her assistant, who quickly added, "I never meant to give the horse an injection! That syringe is mine. I have diabetes, and I need to be ready to give myself insulin at any time."

anyone would buy

"If that's true, then the injection should be perfectly harmless for you.

That syringe was filled with poison- there was no way she'd be stupid enough to inject herself with

her assistant across the face. "I can't believe

assistant clutched her cheek and fled without

I had no idea my

to himself, Do you really think I'd believe

didn't

into her riding attire. The tailored vest hugged her slender waist, the crisp white jodhpurs and polished brown boots accentuating her confident stance. With her hair tied in a high ponytail, the loose waves danced with every movement, carrying a faint,

couldn't help but admit: Lyman must be

how intently Randell was watching Effie, Suzan scoffed inwardly. Effie is so shameless, she thought,

moment before looking away. "If that's all, let's get back to

to the stands, Lyman and Vinson Elliott joined him. Randell leaned in to

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