The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 61

Everyone present had thought Paisley's little brown horse was small and slow, so they assumed it wasn't a good horse. But that was exactly why she chose it-because it was small and gentle.

After all, in the beginning, she just wanted to take Serena for a leisurely ride. There was no need to pick a top-tier horse.

However, that didn't mean the little brown horse was inferior. On the contrary, its small stature and calm demeanor weren't flaws-they were its strengths. The true measure of a horse's quality wasn't in its appearance but in a balanced evaluation of its overall traits.

Sure, this little brown horse didn't look as striking as Marissa's tall and stunning one. But because it was smaller, it had better balance. Its legs were compact and muscular, built for stability.

Paisley had already noticed the horse's hidden potential during her first trial ride. Despite its calm demeanor, the horse had incredible bursts of power. Such impressive strength, combined with its gentle temperament, made it undeniably an excellent horse.

Paisley had only challenged Marissa after thoroughly understanding the capabilities of the little brown horse and relying on her own skills to back her up. After all, Paisley was never one to fight a battle she wasn't prepared for.

little brown horse was charging forward like an unstoppable force. Its determined whinnies seemed to echo as a

T-shirt that clung to her figure in the wind, outlining her effortlessly sensual curves. Her sharp, focused eyes stayed locked on the path ahead. Occasionally, a stray strand of her hair brushed her face, softening the edge of her fierce gaze.

ride, the tension in his furrowed brow eased instantly. His eyes reflected a mix of shock and admiration that he

existed in his gaze-only Paisley. From start

in a daze as he pondered, 'I didn't know Paisley could ride a horse, let alone this well. Did she learn after we split up, or... has

couldn't reconcile this Paisley with the

the only sound

earlier all shut their mouths. The disdain on their faces was gone, replaced with stiffness and

to glance back at Marissa, who was falling further behind. They couldn't help but feel secondhand embarrassment for

had been loudly cheering Marissa on,

there with his mouth slightly open,