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 from mistreatment.

such

then, Nyla’s people came out

the eastern stable, dragging a few horses with them. Violeta and the others turned to see a woman wearing a red hat leading the group, followed by several men dressed

the horses had fresh whip marks on its body, red and

of taming horses was simple–beat them

business with someone like her?”

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Chapter 118 Confrontation

no other buyers. We can’t afford to keep all the

much, but feeding

inn couldn’t sustain so many

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#Finished

Nyla was leading resisted. Nyla immediately raised her whip and

lash it.

Whack–whack

like it was

where to strike to inflict the most pain, so with each lash, the horse’s cries grew more pained.

and Sara couldn’t

She stepped forward and shouted,

“Hmm?”

paused and turned to look at Violeta. Her eyes landed on Violeta’s face,

shouldn’t meddle in our business,

Nyla could tell they were tourists, and she

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

back and prepared to

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

not to

the whip out of Violeta’s grip. No one at the inn dared to stop her, and now, infuriated by Violeta, she swung

for

whip came down with a

sleeve of a luxury casual shirt in front of her

eyes.