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.

horse, marred by a man–made flaw

was such

Nyla’s people came out

to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several men dressed in Yurtlandian

horses had fresh whip marks on its body, red

taming horses was

still do business with someone like her?” Violeta asked.

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Chapter 118 Confrontation

other buyers. We can’t afford

much, but feeding

couldn’t sustain so many

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one of the horses Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip and

lash it.

Whack–whack

like it was

exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain, so with each lash, the horse’s

couldn’t bear

it any longer. She stepped forward and shouted, ‘Stop it!”

“Hmm?”

landed on Violeta’s face, and she

something in Yurtlandianese to Violeta, “Outsiders shouldn’t meddle in our business, or I’ll whip

Nyla could tell they were tourists, and she

family was powerful and feared no one.

her piece, Nyla turned back and prepared to continue whipping the

a living being too. Why are

of your business. I told you not to interfere, or I’ll whip you too!”

the inn dared to stop her, and now, infuriated by

too close for Violeta to dodge in time.

with

fluttered. When she focused, she saw a sleeve of

eyes.