Chapter 239

"Do you know how to ride?" Mia asked, gesturing toward the stable in the distance. "I can find you a gentle horse and walk you around a few times. I promise you'll love it once you get the hang of it."

Horses roamed the stable—some munching on feed, some snorting, while others kicked up dust as they pranced.

Angela's attention drifted to a group of socialites gathered outside the stable, picking out horses. Among them, she recognized Shelley. She stood arm-in-arm with Elena, pointing at the different horses in the stable.

Shelley's voice was loud as she complained that one horse was too fat and another's coat too dull. Meanwhile, Elena remained quiet and composed, though she occasionally glanced back at Angela, her expression unreadable.

"Just find me one that isn't too spirited. I'm not much of a rider," Angela said.

In truth, she was being modest. Growing up, she'd watched Tyler and Marie ride with ease and had picked up a lot just by observing.

Angela had even gone riding with friends from time to time. But that had been years ago, and she wasn't sure how much of it she still remembered.

Mia led her to a small black horse. "This is Charcoal. He might seem sluggish, but he's actually quite steady."

grand like Windchaser

be good for me, alright?" Angela stroked the side

blinked

reins, leading Charcoal onto the grassy field at

be afraid. Just hold on tight and keep your legs snug against his sides. He's gentle and won't

was bathed in sunlight,

gentle and moved with a steady gait as Mia had promised. Angela didn't take long to settle in, her old skills returning to

to step aside so they could race when a

horse and everything. Can you help me, too? The horses here aren't like mine

was Shelley. She wore

her bold, attention-grabbing look. The mockery in

"Who do you think you are? Either ride

not to catch the scorn in Shelley's eyes and

Shelley's expression became

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