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.

to see her family lose out,” Edith twirled a lock of her hair with disdain. “What can she possibly do? The race is starting soon.

with calm resolve, “Dad, let me ride for the Ashbournes.”

in a chorus of

did she

race? Could she even handle

as he stared at Evadne’s captivating silhouette,

eyes bulged in disbelief.

“Oh, you must be psychic, saying exactly what happens next.”

fares,” Edith hissed, her eyes

you sure you can do this?”

really have to ask?” Eyadne winked playfully,

“Ms. Evadne, racing isn’t child’s

expected her to

Evadne, do you see any other women? Is it really proper for you to compete?” Edith, emboldened by her grandfather’s words, joined in deriding

women, 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 her actions were improper,

red with mortification, at a loss for

head at his

“Um, Jareth.”

“Evadne has offended Edith.

formidable Thaddeus bends over backward for her, what is there to

I didn’t mean

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

say?” Jareth asked, not quite

she stammered, shaking her head fervently as if it were

deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself not to dwell on them, even as 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,

opinion of the young woman shifting in an instant.

of his wife

he’d have to admit that this girl was indeed a force to be reckoned with, a true warrior in her own right.

grandson were to court Ms.

might be worth

Cassius, I’m running out of time. I’ll go get changed,” Evadne announced cheerfully, waving to

called out, her eyes

glanced back and flashed–an

Emeric commented, masking his concern with

Evadne until she

Didn’t expect Evadne to be an equestrian?” he

him like a scene from a

these two were mortal enemies,

God,” Thaddeus said, his voice deep and resonant. “And gifts, as you know, are full

clear you don’t understand

fingers

the real you, Avery?” he laughed, his eyes like dark, fathomless whirlpools. “Did she ever see

provoke me, Thaddeus,” Avery warned, his smile belying the infernal chill radiating

won’t come.”

a smile that was both stunning and suffocating, a

provoking you, the

succession, yet the fiery anger within her refused to be quenched.

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