Rebirth vs. Rebirth: Tragedy to Triumph

Chapter 118 Confrontation

Violeta said, “If they’re buying the horse, why do they need to hit it?”

Sara replied, “Because there’s a nasty woman!”

Julian warned, “Sara, don’t talk like that.”

Finished

Sara pouted and muttered, “I’m not making it up. Nyla whips the horses every time she comes here….

The inn also sold horses, but not everyone treated them kindly.

Some people saw horses as companions, while others viewed them merely as tools.

People on the Yurtlandia Grasslands, who spent every day with their horses, naturally felt upset when their horses were beaten.

However, Nyla Smith was a big client, so they had to tolerate her behaviour.

As they passed by Princess’s stall, Violeta couldn’t help but ask, “Can I choose her?”

Julian replied, “Are you sure? She might throw you off.”

“I want to go in and see.”

Seeing Violeta’s interest in Princess, Julian opened the door. “Go ahead.”

Once inside, Violeta was struck by how beautiful the white horse was.

With her snowy white coat, she would look majestic running across the Yurtlandia Grasslands.

However, as Violeta looked closer, she noticed a small notch in Princess’s car. “What’s this? Why does she have a notch in her ear?”

Sara said angrily, “It’s all Nyla’s fault! Princess was up for sale, but she’s too spirited and got returned multiple times. Nyla couldn’t tame her, and when she came back, her ear had a notch. We couldn’t sell her after that, so Dad decided to keep her for ourselves.”

Violeta pressed her lips together, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes.

by a man–made flaw from mistreatment.

was such a

Nyla’s people

with them. Violeta and the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several men dressed in Yurtlandian

fresh whip marks on its

taming horses was

do you still do business with someone like her?” Violeta

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Chapter 118 Confrontation

We can’t afford to keep all

horse might not cost much, but feeding

couldn’t sustain so many

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#Finished

spoke, one of the horses Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla

lash it.

Whack–whack

to her acted like it was nothing unusual,

for whipping horses. She knew exactly where to strike to

couldn’t bear to watch.

stand it any longer. She stepped forward and shouted,

“Hmm?”

and turned to look at Violeta. Her eyes landed on Violeta’s face, and she initially seemed a bit. surprised.

she muttered something in Yurtlandianese to Violeta, “Outsiders shouldn’t meddle in our business, or

they were

all of Yurtlandia, Nyla’s family was powerful and feared no

back and

Nyla’s whip tightly. “It’s a living being

not to interfere,

of Violeta’s grip. No one at the inn dared to stop her, and

distance was too close for Violeta

down with

a sleeve of a luxury casual shirt in front of

eyes.