Chapter 446

The match time was up; the air thrummed with anticipation and the roar of eager crowds as the jockeys, astride their magnificent steeds, made a glittering entrance into the arena.

Amidst a shower of roses and the thunder of applause, the jockeys stood tall and proud, warriors each and every one.

The announcer’s voice boomed with excitement as he introduced each competitor and their gallant horses. All eyes were on the track, home fans cheering for their favorites. But there were a few who, in silence, awaited the arrival of a particular beauty.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen.”

The announcer’s voice hitched as he scanned his notes, causing a hush to sweep over the crowd.

“Please welcome the daughter of Chairman Emeric Ashbourne, the daughter of the Ashbourne family, Ms. Evadne Ashbourne!”

The crowd erupted in astonishment. Good heavens, the Ashbourne family’s daughter competing in the flesh? Could she truly be such an equestrian force?

Jewelry designer Alea, hotel magnate, fashion designer Haron, illustrious doctor Dr. Eve and now, a jockey too. What other surprises did she harbor, unknown to the world?

Yet, some onlookers couldn’t help their envious comments.

“Can’t that big–shot corporation afford a professional jockey? Why send the family gem to rough it up? Talk about cheap thrills.”

“Seriously, the racetrack is so dusty and grimy. If it were me, I would never agree to step in there.”

“And horses, they’re beasts after all. What if one goes berserk and she gets thrown or trampled? Seems the Ashbourne lady will stop at nothing for a bit of the limelight.”

Evadne, clad in a striking black and white riding ensemble, gracefully led her horse Wind into the arena.

The spectators were spellbound, even the naysayers fell silent for she was a vision of beauty.

Bland riding attire was often demanding of one’s figure; not any woman could embody its uniqueness, yet all those concerns and defects seemed dissolved in front of her impeccable body.

Her clear eyes and bright smile, her statuesque form, all radiated a fierce, sun–like brilliance.

Seeing his woman entering the arena, Thaddeus couldn’t help but rush to the forefront, gripping the railing with white–knuckled intensity, his eyes fixed on the breathtaking Evadne.

“Evadne,” he whispered her name, his voice thick with an emotion that almost brought him to tears.

Edith observed his longing gaze, scoffed, and drowned her irritation in a hefty swig of bourbon.

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Maybe later he’d miss this

usually haughty son now smitten in the presence of the Ashbourne daughter, felt a stormy scowl crease his forehead. Not wanting to cause a scene, he redirected his frustration at Glynnis, “Where is your mom?

She’s your

show. She used to cling to him relentlessly, and now she seemed to keep her

“Dennis.”

Abernathy,” Dennis promptly approached.

find my wife. And when you do, tell her

nodded and left swiftly.

Victor at the track, exchanging some illicit potion, which drenched herself in cold sweat for dread. Cursing her loose lips, she

Dad’s sent someone to find you.

entrance, couldn’t help but play the role of the spirited cheerleader amidst the male jockeys, “Woohoo! Go

as clear as stars, sparkled with excitement and her fists

Fairhaven family looked on with disapproval. What could they do about this whirlwind

roasted in a jealous tone as he shot him a cold glance,

you know how to speak?”

I’d leap from here and sprint alongside her, cheering her on without

words, unconvinced. Aren’t you

more anxious and worried for Evadne than anyone here. You should

it?” A tremor passed through Thaddeus’s long lashes, his voice a husky whisper, “Oh, ill show it

knowingly, “Spicy taste, I

had always been the stoic type, seemingly above worldly desires. Now, with love igniting

man.

unromantic; it’s just a

watched as their horses lined up on the track, poised for the race. Their eyes shone with nervous anticipation. Only William and his son remained

wandered greedily over her, lingering on her shapely

She was exactly his type. Once the race was over, he resolved to persuade his father to approach the Ashbourne family with a

Ford’s gaze seemed fixated on Evadne. She couldn’t help but feel a drum of anxiety in her chest and whispered to Cassius, “That man from the

He had seen it before – the old man’s intentions were as clear

our business here, we’d have to

whole ten years older than Evadne – it’s not a suitable match. Besides, they’re from another

breaking up Evadne and Mr. Abernathy. He might change his mind, who knows?” Myra’s

uneasy.

Dad disapproves of Thaddeus, he would never trade his daughter’s happiness for personal gain,” Cassius asserted, though his face betrayed his

grace, instructing Mr. Dylan to record the event and asking the officials to take more pictures

she focused ahead. Her seemingly delicate figure was charged

jockeys sneered at her, thinking, “This pampered little miss – just don’t cry when you

every rider

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