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

such a

people came out

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

horses had fresh whip marks on its body, red and raw.

horses was simple–beat them

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

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afford to

cost much, but feeding a

couldn’t sustain so many

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#Finished

was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip

lash it.

Whack–whack

acted like it

had her own method for whipping horses. She knew exactly where to strike to inflict the most pain,

Sara couldn’t bear

longer. She stepped forward

“Hmm?”

at Violeta. Her eyes landed on

Violeta, “Outsiders shouldn’t meddle in our business, or I’ll

and her group were not from the Yurtlandia Grasslands. Nyla could tell they were tourists, and she had

Nyla’s family

Nyla turned back and prepared to continue whipping the

whip tightly. “It’s a living being too. Why are you

business. I told you not to interfere,

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

too close for

down with a loud

sleeve of

eyes.